Not the fenced in portion. The area beyond that.
They belong to my neighbor. Sometimes they lunch in my yard. Perhaps by design, perhaps not.
I could tell he was about to charge me. I was caught without my cape so I skedaddled back behind the fence. But what were the dogs doing during all this? The dogs that bark furiously at these same goats when they are two yards away on their own property?
Yule and Scrappy were strangely quiet as the goats approached withing 30 feet or so. Not so brave now, are you? Lilly was in sleeping on my bed. And Brandee? She watched from the steps.