A week ago, there was a knock at my door…at 8AM. Police officers.
“Ma’am, do you own a white goat?”
“Is it missing? There’s one jumping around on Poplar.” (That’s our main drag through town.)
Nope. Goats don’t ROAM like a dog that gets loose. And, they stay in pairs. So, I was pretty sure it wasn’t mine. Even if someone had taken Sylvie down there, Lily would be raising Cain in the backyard about being alone.
I checked. Two goats accounted for.
The police were just about to leave, “Ma’am, Animal Control won’t take the goat and we can’t find the owner…Would you…”
I finished the sentence for him, “Goat-sit for you?”
“Yes, ma’am. Please.”
This arrived in the back seat of a squad car, behind the bars….
Things I’ve learned about sheep:
- Sheep MOW. Dang, my back yard looks great. She doesn’t want the leaves, like the goats. She wants the lawn.
- Sheep eat a lot more than goats and bring out their competitive side. (Goats so FAT trying to keep up.)
- Sheep poop in plops, not pellets like goats.
- Shorn sheep look remarkably like goats, except the tails. (Note the droop.)
- Sheep are less social. Goats try to get in the house. Sheep are standoffish.