Jaime and I corralled the goats into Mary’s yard before Mother”s day. They were confined to their own yard for a week before Richard opened the gate to allow them back into our yard. Funny thing is when Jaime and I had sent them on their way, they appeared as toddlers still. But they had turned into teenagers within that week.
They have picked our yard clean – well with what we allowed. Sugar’s horns were longer and she could not get her head in and out of holes that she could reach. Cocoa had a sack. I expect that Sugar will be pregnant before the end of summer.
Richard and I were pulling weeds and trimming trees and throwing them over the fence so the goats would have something. This morning we started to tackle the fencing in order reach the trees which may produce pears after six more years.
It was nice having the goats mow our lawn. But they seemed to be a lot more work than weed wacking had been. Richard doesn’t seem to have a problem climbing the hill. I’m getting better with some of it, but am afraid of losing footing.
No more goats. They have been moved to another location. It won’t be long before the house next door goes up for sale. Houses for sale on both sides of us plus at least one more. It’s a good neighborhood. May it continue with good neighbors.
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