Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Oh my Goat...a Mercedes!

Oscar has wanted something to keep all the grasses and weeds under control for quite a while now, and I assumed he would eventually get around to buying a whipper-snipper or some such. Imagine my surprise when on Sunday last this arrived.


We have named her Mercedes and she follows us round like a little puppy, bleating when we disappear from sight. She still smells like baby goat instead of goaty-goat which is endearing. At two months, she is obviously far too young to have kids and give us milk, but we hope that in a year or so we will be having to milk her a couple of times a day and watching our grassy patches get mowed in silence.
Fingers crossed for the rest of the garden...