I come back from work, and my dad informs me we have a goat.
Apparently it turned up on one of our neighbors patios and they had no place for it, so until the real owners come and claim it. Its ours.
Its very cute, and very smart. It is practically the new dog. In fact its trying to be the new dog. Raven, (my dog) has been butted by it and it trys to eat our food, and follows us around. Its found its way out of the caged off area a few times and really wants to come inside. I can see it standing there through the screen door.
Its wandered around a bunch of times and is very friendyl towards humans. It wants lots of love and attention.
During her childhood in Brooklyn, NY, one of my mother’s neighbors had a goat. Yeah, I know…who keeps a goat in Brooklyn during the 1950s? Anyway, my Mom told me stories about the goat eating clothes hanging on the clothesline. The owner of the goat would run out of the house screaming at the goat. Funny stuff. Keep your goat away from your clothes.
Hey Teelo, I acquired two goats a few years back. I used to see these two goats day in day out, secured to a posted on about a one metre length of chain and exposed to the harsh sun in the middle of summer without access to water. I decided to seek the help of my brother-in-law and we just walked up and knocked on the door of the house. When no one answered, we took the goats in the back of his van. At least they’re well looked after now and they’re so friendly.
My husband used to have a goat. It would escape from the yard every day, and every day the neighbor would throw it into her truck and bring it home. His name was Billy. But you knew that.
Well, what breed of goat is it? (Ears upright? lop-eared? tiny-eared? Color(s)? Height?) If it’s a Nubian or LaMancha, you’re probably not going to find it quite so appealing after it decides it wants attention. (Those critters are loud and persistent.) If it’s a pygmy, you’ll probably have to let it sleep with you or it will get lonely.
A friend of mine is single and a couple she knows planned a cook-out to introduce her to one of their friends (we’ll call her Kim) who was planning to break up with her girlfriend.
As it happens, the night before the party, Kim’s girlfriend buys her a goat as a sign that she wants to make up. Kim has always wanted a goat, so she’s so happy with the girlfriend’s thoughtfulness that she no longer wants to break up.
A goat saved their relationship. Only in Arkansas.
I got that far and was terrified at the thought there was going to be a mistakenly barbequed goat at the end of the paragraph.
I am mightily relieved.
I have friends who desperately want goats. They are planning for their future goats. One problem I see is that the husband wants to live in a house made mostly of straw. Goats plus straw house equals bad news for property values.
I was pulling into the parking lot at Target the other day and damn near wrecked the car. I had spotted a herd of goats fenced in the green area around the parking lot, happily munching away on kudzu. I had not expected to see a herd of goats landscaping the Target parking lot!
Turns out, the City’s sheep project has expanded to goats. My fair city was spending millions on mowing and other landscaping tasks in the city parks. Not just the grass, but they were also trying to control the kudzu – ask a Southerner what kudzu is. Sheep love kudzu, it’s very nutritious for them and they are way cheaper for the city to keep than landscapers. No noxious chemicals to kill the kudzu, no huge piles of grass and kudzu clippings. We even have a shepherd and a herding dog on the city payroll! Now the city spends about $250K per year to maintain the public green areas and we found an environmentally friendly way to do it. Yea for Tallahassee…
I’d like a goat myself so I wouldn’t have to mow… but I’m afraid a goat would eat everything else and then I’d have to eat the goat.
Congratulations on the newest addition to your family!
You are a very sick man. Bestiality doesn’t mix with felching. Bad bad bad. Perhaps therapy is in order. Why would you even think of felching a goat. Blech. It’s times like these I wish there was a puking smiley.
