And, with this, we wrap up the final bits of vacation pictures!
May would like to know if cameras are edible.
Then, we took them into the back area of their goat enclosure to eat some trees.
We don’t judge goat love here. We just love them. And kiss their noses, apparently.
Baby goats are good at eating trees too.
I entitle this one, Why you probably don’t want to pasture goats with plants you like.
We just like eating trees!
There are occasional chickens in with the goats.
They had to climb up onto each other to get the tasty bits of tree. Their pasture has now been moved so they can destroy another part of that property. :) (Just to answer the question in advance, the back acre of that land was clear cut, the top soil scraped away, then planted with trash pine. The goats are clearing it out and turning bad pine into rich goat manure fertilizer to improve the soil.)
Then, the goats abandoned us because the Lord of the Manor came out.
Man, goat, fuzzy chicken in the background.
Everyone needs a lap goat. Right?
And I leave you, ladies and gentlemen, with a ridiculous chicken.
Crow and I had an awesome time, and he’s less green now. Thanks to both the Manor and Blackthorn for hosting us!