Friday Fictioneers – My free lawnmower!



goats and graves by randy mazie


The “Free” Lawnmower

When living in Florida, I owned property that included a tiny orange grove of 100 trees. A definite challenge to keep the grass around the trees cut, until the day we bought a goat. The goat very efficiently ate all the grass.

However he also developed a crush on me.Β  Early each morning, he’d be waiting to chase me to the chicken coup. His horns were wicked but he was just being playful. I got my morning exercise and he got a sweet pat on the head. The lips of his mouth would curl back and he’d smile. So a win – win for both of us!


A true story and a part of my life, raising my children. The goat had rather substantial horns that curved and he was young and very frisky. Absolutely a challenge to make it to the chickens each morning with him chasing me.

Hope you enjoyed the story. You should join in the fun. To write a flash fiction (approximately 100 words) forΒ Friday Fictioneers. Just click on the link for all the particulars. Your excellent hostess Rochelle will guide you through the easy to follow steps! Thank you Randy Mazie for the photo prompt for this week.

Thanks for your visit, have a great day and better tomorrow,

~ Penny


58 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – My free lawnmower!

  1. We had a goat once. Until it pinned my sister against the house. Luckily we found a farmer to take it. Kids are fun, but old goats can be scary. πŸ™‚ Enjoyed your story. It brought back some funny memories.

    • Yes they can be “nasty” also Honie, totally. I’m glad you found a good home for him though! Like you I try to remember the fun parts! Have an excellent weekend! πŸ™‚

    • Hi Doug, nice to “see” you! Look for a “passive” one. Well okay most are contrary but there are some goats way more gentle than others. “Max” in my story, not so much! But amazing with the grass and cans, and paper and ….

    • It was not necessarily hilarious in the moments of chase (well not for me, anyone else watching perhaps, lol). Yes Max was a piece of work! He’d hide sometimes around the side of the house and try to surprise me (it worked a few times too, unfortunately)! Still he was adorable for all that! πŸ™‚ xo

  2. I’ve contemplated a goat or sheep for the same purpose, but don’t really have enough land to make it worth it. I guess in your story, the headstone represents the death of the grass. πŸ™‚

    Have a great day, Penny,


    • Hi Janet, I’m not sure of your acreage but it is amazing how much grass, weeds, etc, one goat can eat! Very efficiently. The headstone represents the probability of what could have happened to me. His friskiness including swinging his curved horns around “if he got in front of me” and attempting to butt me with the points, luckily I was agile enough to move quickly, lol! πŸ™‚ Honestly, the goat reminded me of “Max”, and I couldn’t resist writing about him!

    • It was unusual actually, when we realized the goat had a “thing” just for me. Now it may have been because I was the early bird who got up in the wee hours of the morning to feed the menagerie of animals. Just don’t know, but it was a standing joke in the community about “Max” and his interest in me! Thank you for the lovely compliment! πŸ™‚ xo

    • Hi Rochelle. Certainly nothing to do with the photo prompt, excepting the goat that is included in the photo, but it did prompt my memories of “Max”! Thank you, I am pleased you liked it! Take care of you, Penny xx

    • Thank you Gabriella, actually rather “offputting” at the time, but friends and neighbors thought it was hilarious! Especially the sound that “Max” (his name) made! lol πŸ™‚

    • That is precisely what went on, every single morning, I got really creative with the 500 yard dash too! We had a plethora of critters, too. bunnies, ducks, horse (Christina’s), 2 pigs, Petunia and General Lee, and 2 calves for a period of time, oh and as mentioned earlier 100 chickens (and 2 roosters). I think I haven’t forgotten anyone, lol! πŸ™‚

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