The schedule of a Goat's walk

Good Evening, I am Parsley.  I was elected to do this post and I complied.  The subject is the wonderful delectable topic of going on walks.  This is a very exciting in the spring, or the summer, but, and I might be get 'maaa' backs at my saying so but in the fall the delight goes down. As very well might be expected if you now anything at all about plants.  The one very good part about it is our human friends allow us to eat all the oak leaves.  That is very nice of them and I have made a petition that it should be allowed all year long not just in Fall.  So far all us goats have signed, except Honey who never thinks very well this time of year.  

Now on the subject of taking your goats on walks.  Be alerted that we have a simple plan of executing this proceeding.  Meaning to say we like to do things in order and with certain conditions met.  I am very lenient on terms.  Coco not so much.  She requires that the whole heard of goats, minus the boys, come along.  It is not very safe otherwise in her opinion.  Strawbaby hasn't thought about terms and is even more lenient then myself.  I shalln't mention Daisy because if it was left to her all of us would be left behind and she would go by herself with only 'Maa-aww-aww'.  Blackberry only says she wants her mom along and no collar.  I am partial to no collar myself.  In fact we are all.  That is the part of us picking our own schedule.  

See we all like to pour out the gate.  Of course Daisy goes first, being the tyrannical boss, and we all squeeze after usually with a frightened Coco getting squished the worst because she believes she will be left behind.  

Since it is fall we make straight for the closes lone pine.  They all grab a few bites but I methodically walk towards the back porch.  Coco by this time has completed at least three wild dashes back to the pen, not really wanting to give up her safe home.  They all soon follow me and we clean up all the remaining seed left for the birds.  

My quick tongue is the center of many aw inspiring comments from our human friends.  I do have a quick tongue.  'Little vacuum' it has been called.  I don't know what that is but I shall label my tongue it with pride.  

After there is not a seed remaining we head to the next pine.  Then if we are left to our own devises we will circle the house time and time again.  Sometimes we will be led off to the oaks or down deeper into the field to eat bush or maybe find some weeds on the sunning hill but it being late fall we usually just circle the house.  Most all is gone out there.  Most depressing in till I remember the alfalfa I shall receive for dinner. 

A huge break in our schedule always comes at the 'end'.  I say 'end' but it isn't the end in our opinion.  One of the friendly humans just says it is.  We never believe in this saying and, unless it is getting late and are getting hungry for alfalfa, the friendly humans have to walk us back to the pen one by one.  Except for Daisy and Coco.  Coco will take off at the slightest inclination for home and Daisy follows like a dog.  So there you have it.  A happy goat walking schedule is to let us goats do what we want.