I guess this garden story is like a hybrid: herb story x garden story. I had a bunch of pretty plants a few years ago up on the hill on a farm I worked on. I thought they were pretty safe up there. Removed from view, lots of weedy cover, snaxe... For the longest time, the goats took no notice of our happy little crop. Then when the days started shortening, the Ladies began putting out a pretty pungent aroma. One many of you would recognize.
Early one afternoon, I went out to take the goats for their feed, but alas, no goats to be found in the pen. Something itched in the back of my mind (or maybe it was the Force) and told me where to look. As you might well guess the flock was happily (very) munching away on my precious herb! Goats can be stubborn, and these seemed well-motivated to stay where they were, but eventually they were re-penned and I was able to assess the damage. Pretty bad: goats are Browsers meaning they like to nibble off the softest, newest, greenest shoots. Nowadays they call it back-building.
Upon my return the goats had taken to dancing! I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. I like to get high and dance too. After 3 hours of uninterrupted dancing, I became concerned. They were the most joyful goats you ever saw, so I joined in the dance. Crazy day.
There's my gardening story. Hope you got a chuckle.