Great example, Ladytrails.
My husband likes to tell the story of a city person who retired to the country in his home county and thought he'd like a few ponies to keep the grass eaten down around his pond. This is in farm country, where just about everybody had a grade spotted pony in the back pasture that the kids used to ride. He thought it was great when someone dropped off the first couple. When it got to 25+ he had to padlock his gate.