I'm thinking of buying a goat.
This may just be another indication of the apparent limitless levels of laziness I aspire to, but I am seriously considering having a goat graze on my lawn, thereby enabling me to avoid THAT unpleasant task myself.
Not sure why I highlighted THAT in the previous sentence, but I suspect it was to emphasis how much I DISLIKE mowing the lawn...
Frankly, I have better things to do than spend my time walking back and forth, forth and back, side to side on my lawn. You wouldn't know it by reading this drivel, but I do.
If I had my druthers, I'd pave the freakin' stuff over, and paint the concrete green. It would be worth it, just to watch the early birds trying to get their worms out of hardened cement...
Of course, I could just lay down astro-turf, a popular artificial sod. That way I could still run my toes through something fuzzy, other than what's growing on my hardwood, over in the shady part of our living room...
At any rate, the grass has got to go. Whatever my ultimate solution is, I have lost the will to mow. I have seen "The Eye Of The Tiger" dim, regarding lawn maintenance.
My oneness with the blades has left the building...
Chow for now!!
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