Today I was hanging out in my house when I heard a rustling outside. My cats were trying to do that little growl that just comes out cute and not intimidating at all, so I went outside expecting to have to scare off the typical Bay Area wildlife – like maybe a pigeon or a cracked-out homeless person.
Instead I saw this.
Do you see that? That goat is actually giving me the evil eye while it’s eating my ivy, which incidentally covering the fact that my fence is on the ground. Hence, the goat.
I spent the rest of the evening paranoid that the goat was going to try and eat the only two plants I actually care about, my lavender and my disappointing-but-still-have-hope-in lime tree.
I actually have no idea what goats eat.
Nevermind, yes, I do.