Some of my best friends have been goats. Seriously. This is because I lived on a dairy goat farm for many moons and came to love these irrascible ruminants for their quirky personalities, independence and off-the-wall antics. This included a fondness for the canvas roofs of convertibles, including the rag top of a Bentley driven by a millionairess who would stop by because she had a child who couldn't tolerate cows' milk.
Among goats' many talents is the ability to chew their way through the most dense underbrush. Don't believe me? Check this out.