That is the song playing on my laptop right now (the Jamie Cullum rendition in case you were wondering) as I am sitting in my office looking out the window. 

Just a few days ago I was at Disney properties, where every square inch is manicured, manufactured and artificially created and maintained.  While the whole predictability has some nice benefits, after a few days it will merely drive you INSANE, especially after living on this little dis-organized and entirely natural piece of earth called Anguilla.


While it tends to be a bit chaotic around here and granted the roads stink and there is very little manicuring going on (with the exception of the new golf course on the West Side of the Island) it still feels better and more condusive to sanity than the manicured, artificial crap.

So what brought all of this on to begin with, are the goats in my yard. 
Yes, goats, "manicuring" the lawn and politely fertilizing the remaining grass.
 
Addendum: This blog is titled "Udder Chaos" because of a running joke about making "Goats Gone Wild" DVS's and because whenever there are goats in the road, it turns into Udder Chaos as they scurry and scram out of the way of your car.



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