TLDR - Still Don't Get Goats
I didn't bother doing a deep dive on this long defunct blog but a quick glance at my most recent posts would suggest this petered off before I was outvoted and we got goats the first time. Quick recap for those who aren't up to speed: about five years ago my husband decided it'd be a great idea to get goats. Ostensibly to keep the weeds down in the pastures around out home but I'm thinking he was secretly hoping to turn them into pack animals for his many hunting adventures. I had put my foot firmly down on the matter but he and our brood of children walked over said foot and got goats anyway. As is the pattern in our home, once a vision has been created, it is my responsibility to execute. So, I grudgingly texted a friendly acquaintance who I know has a whole herd (flock? gaggle?) of goats and asked if she'd sell me some. Its wasn't stated overtly but I was hoping the subtext ( say no, say no, say no ) would be obvious. It was not. Which is how we would up wit...