Arthur, the goat, is no respecter of boundaries. He’s managed to break free of every goat gulag I constructed, so I bowed to his superior skills and granted him freedom. He never wanders more than a few feet from the horses.
Arthur is, however, very pleased to note that I have placed ‘goat nests’ in the runs. And if that isn’t enough, I change the bedding in them a few times a day. Who would ever want to leave this place?
I’m a bit of a goat myself. People have told me that I have bad boundaries. I don’t follow the rules; I don’t keep a distance properly, or that I share too much. I’ve heard it all before. I have about as much guilt as Arthur.
The world is full of boundaries, but not all of them deserve respect. It’s up to each of us to learn the difference between hurting others and inconveniencing them… and then find a comfortable place to be just exactly who we are.
We are born individuals and being a bit goat-like isn’t the worst thing.
Anna Blake, Infinity Farm.
(WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt to share a photo- I enjoy twisting these macro prompts to share our micro life here on the Colorado prairie. My photos are taken with my phone, on my farm. No psych, definitely not high tech.)