One day as I was on my way home, I noticed some goats grazing alongside the hill. Apparently, they were hired guns to help eat the unwanted greenery in a environmentally friendly way. I had never seen anything like it before. I had to be careful to not get to entranced by the goats to avoid getting electrically shocked by the fence.

This is Bob. Bob is a goat. He is the byproduct of my walk home…….Bob’s a friendly guy.