I was recovering from yet another illness.
I had not had a single workout for two weeks. I finally bribed my eleven-year-old into walking up my hill with me—with the promise of a movie later in the evening. He agreed reluctantly, and we set off.
My son really didn’t want to go with me, so after the first 100 yards it started. “How much further are we going to walk?” “Let’s just walk to the first hairpin.” “My legs are tired.” “I have a cramp.” “I think there’s a thorn in my shoe.” “I don’t know if I can make it to the first hairpin.”
Thank goodness for the appearance—deus ex machina—in the form of my neighbors in their very cool Lexus SUV hybrid. The SUV pulled up to us. My neighbors were all smiles. They told us to peek in the back of their truck and see what they had. There, in two large cardboard boxes, were four goats—two adults and two babies.
Rocky
They were heading home to put the goats in their brand new Tuff Shed barn.
There it was, the impetus my son needed to walk another mile and a half up to our neighbor’s new baby goats.
My son with Billy, Rocky and Jasmine
Like I said, only in my neighborhood do the neighbors drive around with goats in their Lexus hybrids.
The goats were very cute by the way. This is Bucky(above) and this is Billy(below). Billy has bonded to his owner and now is a frequent passenger in my neighbor's car.
Soon he’ll have his own room.
Kids and goats go well together. I don't know why but both seem to love each others company. And both seem to keep out of trouble when together :)
Excuse me while I run off screaming. I still have nightmares about goats since a group of the troublemakers ate a quarter acre of strawberries on me. Goats are the cutest WMD known to man.
How to tether a goat:
Short leash tied to a high branch.
How to fence in a goat:
Wrap in chicken wire.
Next time I need to pen a goat I might try a Lexus.
Posted by: wiseacre | April 23, 2008 at 05:26 AM