Remember the Beach Goat?

Remember the goat I brought home from the beach? Well, she is a fence jumper, which is why she was given to me. I was sadly mistaken when I thought she would jump out of my fence; she jumps in and out all day long. For now it isn't much of an issue, because Fiona, the collie, flushes her back towards the barn when she starts to head toward the house and eat the plants there that I don't want eaten. I also assume she won't jump out when she has a baby, because she will want to remain with it. Today, she took up fence walking, just strolling along the 1/2" fence like the cats so.

Crazy goat -

So, this makes me super happy - GRASS! I have literally planted grass seed every fall for about 10 years and this particular seed this year has actually grown! It is even choking out the weeds that were prominent here; I'd say it's maybe 50/50 now. It also seeds itself while still quite low, which is like free seeding at this point. I sure wish we had been told about it years ago, it was a freebie tip from some county worker that had to keep coming out to make sure we weren't infringing on a dried up spring deep in the woods when we cleared the land for the garage.

                                                                                            Jenny