A week and a half ago, I split up the four big kids from their mothers, and put the kids together in the back-right field, sharing the divided right barn stall. That way the kids and moms could talk through the fence, and generally not suffer too much separation anxiety during the weaning process.

These kids are too big to get through the fence (which is likely mostly psychological, since Kezzi could do it as a yearling), so if I remember to chain the gate shut, the division is solid. ... Unless, that is, that the *mom* wants to enable the kid to nurse.

Ginger-goat has figured out how to stand next to the fence so that her son Simon can stick his head through, rotate sideways, and nurse until she is done and walks off. Since it is Ginger's choice, I can't complain much about it. But really!