That's a nice to know !
IDK if that really goes so far as that you can use them at a grand scale to weed out weed in bio-farming...
Well, the beauty of this is that you can adjust the number of goats as needed for the space you're trying to clear.
Back when my dad and I were still living in our house, we had a yard that needed mowing. Since I wasn't very mobile, that was my dad's job, and there were times when I'd mention, "The lawn needs mowing." He'd mumble something, and several days would go by.
When the grass got high enough to where the city bylaw enforcers might be paying a visit, I told him, "You should ask your friend who runs the Greek restaurant if we can borrow one of his goats before he kills it" (goat was sometimes on the menu there).
That usually got a laugh and he'd go mow the lawn. So it became family code that when I told him it was time to borrow a goat, it meant "it's time to mow the lawn."
We had 2 goats in a wooded half acre pen for a number of years. They cleared out everything green within 7 feet of the ground and a neck length outside the fence. They will eat kudzu and poison ivy. We could even take them on walks.
I can see it now... you and Mrs. Birdjaguar strolling down a country lane, each leading a goat on a leash while holding hands and you reciting poetry...
Which is sorta similar to something my parents did one summer evening before their divorce... except it was geese (and my dad wasn't into poetry). My dad had an automotive repair business at the acreage, and back in the '60s he didn't always get paid in cash. One customer paid him in geese - 3 adults and a gosling. Well, we ended up making pets of them rather than killing and eating them, and they did make good "watchdogs" - no stranger dared get out of the car until the geese had been called off, as they had the run of the front driveway adjoining their shed.
So one night my mom and dad decided to go for a walk along the country road. What they didn't realize is that the geese decided to go with them... one after another in a straight line. The gander, two adult females, and the gosling.
One of the neighbors saw the whole thing and thought it was so funny, they told my parents about it. I wasn't there to see any of this, since my grandparents and I were in British Columbia, spending the summer at the cabin on Okanagan Lake. But I can imagine how it must have looked.
