Where we live, the deer eat everything. Although I gave up trying to plant anything long ago, the Goat still goes out there and plays around in the dirt. Last year, he planted some nasturtiums by our mailbox, which I promptly mistook for weeds a couple of weeks later and pulled out.
But this year, his nasturtiums bloomed and when I saw the bright orange blossoms, it made me all happy inside. Yay Goat!
A little-known Goat fact is that the Goat had a darling mustache when I married him, which he shaved not long thereafter. It has been my endless task to try to coax him back into facial hair.
I don't know how long it will last, but oh how I love this goat fur!