“Mrs G, one of the pygmy goats has got his head stuck through the fence!”
It is not as if the goats’ field is bare, it is lush and green and full of tasty buttercups. It seems that, in Cocoa’s eyes anyway, these are not quite as delicious as the ones the other side of the fence. As bad luck would have it Mr G, AKA Farmer Tony, had headed across the border to pick up his new charabanc and was accompanied by Master G. So it was left to us gals to sort out the problem. The horns were the sticking point. Once through they didn’t seem to want to go back. Hinges would have been useful. We pushed. He pushed back harder, they are surprisingly strong these little ‘uns. We tried a tentative twist but were rebutted, literally. All the while he continued an occasional nibble, wouldn’t want to miss such a fine opportunity. So after a consultation with our non-resident expert, we located wire cutters, chopped through the fencing and released the little blighter. He skipped off back to his mates without so much of a backward glance. I meandered back to my planting, wondering where it had all gone wrong.
What? A professional like you got the planting wrong? You realise you’ll now be the butt of lots of jokes. At least he likes having his photo taken. Goatogenic?
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Ha! At least he wasn’t eating any of my planting. I have tried to keep a “moat” between them and my lovelies. They are lovely though.
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Aren’t the moats properly referred to as hahas? Thinking the goat had the last laugh.
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You are probably right!
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I had a client with goats-the goat ate the buttons off my jacket, while I was in it. I have avoided them since that incident.
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You’ve got the makings of a poem with “goat” and “moat”.
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Now we just need to get the stoat and boat in somehow ……
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Very good 🙂 They always do I think!
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Now if only the goat can find his way back through the new hole, things will be simpler. He’ll come through, take a few bites and decide there’s no place like home and dash back home before he’s missed.
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I’m not sure anything is simple with goats …. they are adorable though, very funny and make me smile every time I walk past them. 🙂
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I’ve always been fascinated by goats’ eyes. Beautiful and strange.
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They are amazing, although you can understand why they have been associated with Old Nick!
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The grass is always greener and tastier……. I could do with borrowing a couple if they like nettles.
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I will stick one in the back when I come to meet up with you. We had better not let it get out at Rosemoor though ……
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That would probably get us both banned and we would not want that!
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Definitely not!
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PS Broadband hub knocked out by last Friday night’s storm and now I have some catching up to do!
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Oh dear, mind you the cyber silence might have been quite nice!
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It’s not just goats, cows and sheep all think the grass is greener on the other side. ( some humans too!)
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