Ruffled Feathers and Spilled Milk

Farming with ducks and dairy goats, chickens and children.

This Is Why.

Posted on | June 18, 2014 | 3 Comments

The other day we came home to find the sheep and the goats wandering down the driveway.


We put them up without a lot of hassle.  As a matter of fact I didn’t realize the real problem until the next day.

Because there’s a ton of lush grass in the front yard to graze.

And lots of overhanging branches to browse.

There’s pampas grass to nibble.  No one cares about the pampas grass.

Wouldn’t hurt to eat back the vinca vine.

Or the creeping jenny.

But no.  Instead of all the edibles that I don’t care about in the front yard,  the goats and the sheep had to eat the hydrangea….

the roses….

the previously-3-feet-wide weigela….

the hibiscus that was loaded with buds just about to bloom….

the heads of all the lilies….

and, of course, my birthday magnolia.  That was given to me several birthdays ago but has never gotten bigger than the size that it arrived because it is ruthlessly attacked during any and all escapes from the barnyard.

This is why we can’t have anything nice, ladies.

This is why.


3 Responses to “This Is Why.”

  1. Lin
    June 18th, 2014 @ 6:24 pm

    Dammit. 🙁 It’s always the way.

  2. April S
    June 19th, 2014 @ 5:48 am

    Oh no! I feel your pain. My goat seems to have an affinity for the strawberry plants each year.

  3. Lisa Dumain
    June 19th, 2014 @ 6:11 am

    I feel your pain. So sorry. It’s always the pretty stuff.

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