When I was a boy in rural Newfoundland, goats roamed freely, and most people had their vegetable gardens fenced in, to keep the goats out.  Also, most goats wore a triangular "yoke" to prevent them from getting through any gaps in the fencing.  One day, a car from "away" was going through our town, and the driver, obviously distracted, lost control, and his car crossed the shallow ditch, and broke through a neighbour's cabbage garden fence.  Upon hearing the commotion, the owner came out, and, upon seeing the car partway through his fence, spoke to the driver, and said:  "Sir, you wants a yoke on she". Orville Cole, Dartmouth, NS