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Used to live in Northern Virginia where our HOA would hire a goat herder to clean out the common grounds. I can vouch that they have a voracious appetite.
In AZ, we had a goat and a guard dog. Both of them would run around the 5 acre yard checking for intruders, using the same path around the fence line. Contractors were more afraid of the goat then the dog, because of the horns. I truly believe the goat that it was a dog and acted accordingly.
Yep, they form relationships with my family, right up to the moment I load them in the trailer and take them to the sale barn. End of “relationship”,
and the check arrives in the mail in a few days....
This will certainly be good news to our Religion of Peace brethren.
In England, During WWII, my parents’ goats would panic at the sound of night-time sirens. The pub owner often called them to demand; ‘come and get your bloody goats off my bar’.
Ah - family legends never die.
Nice article We raised Saanen dairy goats for 20 years. We knew they were smarter than dogs and showed that in many ways. We had a lot of births over the years and I had to help many. One behavior I particular I remember well. We had one breech birth, our only one. The doe kept trying on her own and too much time was going by, I knew something was wrong. It was difficult and painful for her, only time I ever heard one of them scream. It was finally over and successful. For about a week she kept licking my hand like a dog when I came in the pen each day. I felt she was showing gratitude. After about a week she stopped and never did it again, even after a successful birth later. It’s been 3 years since we had any I miss them!
“Goats Form Intense Connections with Humans, Too
It’s the first time a creature raised for food has evolved intense, meaningful connections with people”
The jokes just write themselves.
sheep even more so
Our city sends a flock of goats to the end of our street once a year to eat the dead grass on the empty lot. It’s not an easily mowable slope. They also take care of another steep slope on a nearby street.
So many jokes, but such a sad newsday.
This explains everything...................