It’s not the daisies that were eating the tree.

The daisies were quite close to Holly, who was lying next to a birch tree and watching me:

I think she’d been taking an afternoon nap there.

She got up,

decided the birch tree was a snack,

and tried to nibble it to death.

Holly is one weird goat.  We’re all slightly scared of her – all except Vesla, who’s much smaller than Holly.