Sometimes a goat’s just got to do what a goat’s got to do.
I may only have one ear.
I may be the shortest goat in the gang.
But I know who I am. Nobody is going to get in my way.
Today I was feeling short, so I stood on a bale of wire.
I didn’t feel short any longer. I could see over all of the other goats.
I stayed there for a long time.
When I want something, I make it happen.
The grass on the other side of the fence is always greener.
So I jump the fence.
It may be $7000 worth of ‘pig worthy’ fencing, but I make short work of it.
Like I said, nothing can stand in my way.
Jumping over the fence keeps life interesting.
It’s a thrill.
Gives new perspective.
It’s empowering and exciting.
It’s also lonely, but we’ll get to that.