Initially, the trees arrive to be a snack and distraction for the goats. With the snow getting deeper, it hard to find much to do after the grain and hay is eaten. A walk down to the water cooler is about all the excitement there is, and the gossip is slow. As the wind has become persistent, the trees, or their skeleton have become makeshift hay racks.
Think of it as a stuffed potato, but these are stuffed trees. I take a slice of hay, break it up and stuff it in between the tree branches.The goats can eat the hay, or the tree, or combine the two. I see less hay laying on the ground and blowing across the snow. Even a well eaten tree serves as a good feeding station, and gives everyone a chance at food with less butting.