The goats arrived on Friday. This view is from the deck and yes, that's my
favorite tree. There are about 400 goats and they have already decimated the blackberry vines. Their day is spent eating blackberry leaves, walking up the hill to get a drink of water, and walking back for more blackberry leaves. One of the crab apple trees was close enough to the fence for the goats to munch and they
really liked that.
The pathway to the grazing area is fenced with electric wire. Only the baby goats go near the fence and jump when they brush against the wire.
Some of the goats wear bells and the occasional gentle clanking--mixed with the bahs and bleets--is actually quite pleasant and relaxing. Maybe even a bit
romantic, in a Thomas Hardy sort of way.
The fenced area leads the goats down to a flat clearing filled with blackberry and other various brambles.
As with any large group in close quarters, squabbles break out. The black and white goat had an issue with the old gray goat and jumped in the air, butting heads with the gray goat as she landed.
For the most part, though, the goats are pretty mellow and just chew ... and chew ... and chew.
What fun!
The goats arrived on Friday. This view is from the deck and yes, that's my favorite tree. There are about 400 goats and they have already decimated the blackberry vines. Their day is spent eating blackberry leaves, walking up the hill to get a drink of water, and walking back for more blackberry leaves. One of the crab apple trees was close enough to the fence for the goats to munch and they really liked that.
The pathway to the grazing area is fenced with electric wire. Only the baby goats go near the fence and jump when they brush against the wire.
Some of the goats wear bells and the occasional gentle clanking--mixed with the bahs and bleets--is actually quite pleasant and relaxing. Maybe even a bit romantic, in a Thomas Hardy sort of way.
The fenced area leads the goats down to a flat clearing filled with blackberry and other various brambles.
As with any large group in close quarters, squabbles break out. The black and white goat had an issue with the old gray goat and jumped in the air, butting heads with the gray goat as she landed.
For the most part, though, the goats are pretty mellow and just chew ... and chew ... and chew.
What fun!
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