Why would anyone rent a goat?
When I was in college, my friends and I rented a house in Providence. That spring, a few of my roommates wanted a mascot for their new literary journal, the Philtrum Press, and they settled on a goat named Phil. Phil kept our backyard nicely mowed (and fertilized). We thought that Phil was great (our landlords did not), but it never occurred to us that we might turn Phil's voracious appetite into a business.
