Got yer goat

This is the neighbor’s goat.
He browses the hillside.
The neighbors recently asked if they could open a  gate between their property and ours and let the goat roam our hillside some. I agreed as having a browser like a goat will reduce the brush, and help reduce fire danger. So we all win. Happily, the goat gets along well with the deer, I often see the goat and deer browsing within twenty feet of one another.

He’s got some really wild horns, something like a shofar.

I betcha one day he’ll be a musical instrument in my hands….
but not today.

He’s got more beard than me…but mine probably smells better.

The dogs went nuts over this large goat coming too close to the house. Chica was the first to raise the alarm. Here she is, all five pounds ready to charge the hundred fifty pound goat.

But Whitey is the one who got the closest. Here he is a scant charge from the goat…ready to attack at the slightest provocation.  It is kind of sad because Whitey kind of kept losing sight of the goat, the grass is a bit tall for my little buddy.   Where we live is not only good for Vickie and me, it is also a dog’s dream.