It all began with two goats. Before we knew it, there were fourteen. Everything seemed to be moving right along until one day we noticed a couple of the goats were on the outside of the fence. Our fence had a hole. Upon further inspection, we notice several holes, one in almost every fence section. The cause? Roxy, our newest horse, was taking her front leg and pushing the fence down, so she could lean over and eat the “greener” grass on the other side. This daily practice has ruined about 800 feet of fence.
We knew what was happening. Every day about lunch time, the goats would go to their favorite spot and venture out into the neighboring field to graze until their heart was content. They managed to migrate over to my garden at least twice where they ate not only the strawberries, but also every single leaf leaving only stems about one inch long. Yes, I complained, but I knew repairing the fence was going to be an expensive and time-consuming task. We are still building a barn, and now it’s gardening season; we had to prioritize the tasks around the ranch, and the goats grazing outside the fence was not a priority until the inevitable happened. Continue reading Meanwhile, Back at The Ranch: Well, CHUTE!
