I can't recall who was holding the paper, but a goat quite cheerfully took it, leaving us to return to our teacher and say, in all honesty: 'Sorry miss, the goat ate our homework.' But things have expanded somewhat since 2011, and more goat space is required now that we have 12 of them. I can't be building goat hotels in the torrential rain if I'm not getting something back, and a slow roasted shoulder of goat is reward enough. I'm never going to eat Honey and Biscuit, that's not going to happen, but we are a farm, not a petting zoo. Drama aside, I like to think Honey and Biscuit are as fond of me as I am of them.

Source: Daily Mail November 23, 2020 00:48 UTC