This is my neighbor's goat in the snow.
There are two goats who live on the hill.
Total cutie pies.
Whenever we arrive at our farm,
before we even unpack the car,
my daughter starts her goat ritual.
meh! meh! meh!
She hollers across the way.
Sometimes they come running.
Sometimes they don't.
My Daddy had a pet goat when he was a boy on the farm.
And then one day while he was at school,
That pet goat of his ate all the bark off the apple trees.
Bad news for the goat.
And for Daddy.
I'm pretty sure that I want a goat.