The goats recently started their summer job with the local council, which is to eat their way around the fenced-in, grass-bermed concrete emergency water reservoir up the road from our house. Here they are on their first morning, on the way to work:
hi ho
They have taken to walking in single file like this. You can almost hear them going “Hi-ho, hi-ho…”

with tops

(That’s Topsy, the dog, at the back thinking I can’t count higher than three.)
Of the goats, Vesla’s obliged by the others to be last in the crocodile (and even then she still gets butted).
ves
more pipes
The council are storing bits of pipe up there; the goats occasionally jump on them. The weather has been very changeable lately.
pipes
Then the work begins. They start with weeds:

weeds

(It’s worse than spaghetti, everyone looks …

DANDELIONS1

… a bit silly …

dandelions2

… chewing dandelions.)

dandelions4

and work their way up to the leaves. This is a tree they love, I don’t know what it is.
Holly1

Holly2

Holly3

Note the good shot of Holly’s lower teeth:

teeth

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