A few weeks ago, we decided to go to a greenhouse not far from where we live, since we had been told there were some goats there. Our children are severely lacking in the farm animal social skills set, so we decided it would be a good educational experience for them.
Asher kept asking if he could go in & see the goats so he could pet them, & since there was no lock on the gate, PChad & Asher were warmly welcomed into the goats' humble abode.
Once in the pen, Asher lost what little confidence he had & kept saying, "Pet them, Daddy!", but refused to touch them himself.
He lived vicariously through PChad & he pet those goats 'til he could pet no more!
Chancery was happy to critique the flavour of the grass from the outside. She claimed it had a bit of a "rangy" quality to it, but all in all, it wasn't much different from most other grass she has sampled.