Thursday, April 26, 2012

Fences, goats and flowers.

The fences on the farm are old, about as old as what they can get. Fencing is part and parcel of farming. It never ends and when you have livestock pushing and feeding through it, it’s bound to give up. Its wire and it rusts with age too. Our fences fitted right into this profile. The goats are very intelligent and the story of the three billy goats gruff should start to ring a bell about now. Goats truly think that the grass is greener on the other side. I have heard that they are determined and sometimes push through a line of electric wire. To totally contain goats you need very secure fences and more than one live wire. We had none of this and were blissfully unaware of the damage the goats could cause to neighbours gardens and trees. All went rather smoothly the first year and I had great pleasure watching the girls slowly diminish the vines of weeds and long grasses in the places that the cattle would not eat. They were a great asset to our garden landscaping plan. Each day more and more of the overgrown paddocks were revealed and it warmed my heart. They were landscaping the very unused and overgrown paddock and saving me tons of man-hours. It was a win, win situation. Romeo was purchased from Billy-Joe about 1 year later. Excitedly we brought him home and set him loose. He was a handsome looking male and instantly got the girls attention.

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