I have extolled the virtues of Portland numerous times on this blog. Today is no different. This is about another of this city’s unique, quirky characteristics that you don’t see in a lot of other places….the “rent-a-goat” service.
Today, we took Ingrid to visit the goats . There is a herd of about a dozen of them living in an over-sized weeded field with a nice living quarters, plenty of vegetation and a lot of room in which they can move around.
People, (particularly those that are interested in leaving a smaller carbon thumbprint on the planet), frequently rent these goats, one at a time, or the entire herd, to clear off unwanted vegetation.
A lot of folks go there to look at them, but the owners had to put up a sign telling people not to feed them. They were getting fat; plus the owners had no idea what they were being fed, so they had to ask people to stop feeding them.
John and I had such a good time watching Ingrid’s excitement as she raced around and talked to and about the animals. She raced to catch up with John and told him everything she knew about goats. It was very cute, and we had a good laugh.
Thank you, John. Thank you, Ingrid. Was fun creating memories with you two today. xoxo