Unless you are a donkey, in which case it rhymes with ‘breakfast’.
Some folks think they are a nuisance. The goats and donkey eat them up. The sheep not so much.
Some of them get really big, especially when they are outside the fence-line (there loose lips cannot reach).
In springtime all the interesting plants come out to play. Tender and tasty. The Poison Ivy is gone from our fields – all eaten by the goats. Wild Brambles? Gone too. And a strong fence around the cultivated ones.
If you have scrub to clear, there is nothing than goats, donkeys and some time.
Gotta go move the fence out…