Some people need a scape-goat.
I have an escape-goat.
The baby goat, Lucy, has learned to slip through gaps in the fence that certainly should be goat-proof. And she can get into the horses' pens, and then from them out into the yard.
Short of putting chicken-wire along every stretch of fencing I have, I am resigned to having an escape-goat.
At least until Lucy puts on a few more pounds.
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