On our way home, this character was looming in the middle of the path. I'm not sure how Paddy is with goats and being suddenly assailed by comic strip memories of people being propelled through the air by virtue of contact between goat's horns and the seat of their pants, I thought it might be wise for us to retrace our steps to another path which would lead us to the same destination.
Of course we should have been making the most of the day by going out somewhere further afield but Keith was more interested in this. Can you believe it?
7 comments:
oh Isowant a goat!
it HAS been a lovely day here hasnt it?
It certainly has, John. Had I known, I could have got you this one. ;)
We made the most of the sunshine yesterday but now it's back to the grindstone! lol!
Poor excuse from Keith -- the GP was over by about 10am!
Ah well, the sun's gone anyway, mrsnesbitt.
SP, tell him, not me! ;)
I have an ancient goat that I've treated well over the years. He's senile now and none of us will get in the same field with him. Goats know just how to do the most damage, and they'll go right after a dog. Our cow dogs could herd cows and horses, but the goat would knock them down and roll them around on the ground, they were afraid of him, too.
How intersting, Jan. I don't think I've ever heard of an animal going senile. Poor thing.
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