Anyone who works for me knows that I'll call a temporary break from work for a Really Good Nature Sighting. When I worked at Glimmerglass Opera in rural central New York, my poor co-workers were forced to stop work to consider the lives of bald eagles, egg-laying snapping turtles, yellow-bellied sap suckers, and gigantic salamanders.
Today the "stop the car! stop the car" moment was a herd of over a hundred goats, two blocks from our studio. I've written before about the local fire-suppression goats and weed-eating sheep, but I'd never seen them in action among the warehouses of North Berkeley.
There's a weed and trash filled lot near where I work. It takes up an entire city block and has been for sale the entire time that I've lived in the Bay Area. Today the formerly waist-high weeds were gone, and the lot was filled with over a hundred goats.
The goats were frolicking and head-butting each other, while a Border Collie ran around, looking industrious. Very strange, for such an industrial part of town.
Later that day, one of my coworkers found this beautiful Australian Shepherd, in the middle of our street. We brought him inside, and gave him some water. He ran around like crazy in my gigantic studio. We played energetic indoor frisbee, and had a lot of visitors from other departments. There was much slobbering and snuggling. I was smitten.
I called the goat company to see if they might be missing one of their dogs (they weren't) and later the coworker who found the dog took it to Berkeley Animal Care Services to see if he had been micro-chipped. I hope this sweet animal is reunited with his people very soon.
In other news, I totally screwed up the sleeves of the sweater I'm knitting. I'm not sure how I goofed up my gauge swatch, but the cuffs were insanely huge. Like, a third again too large. Damn.