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Headlines from my little corner of the world.
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Bring Your Goat to Work Day probably isn’t a real thing, but damn … it should be.
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Excellent ad copy Jason. If I ever need help getting plowed, you’re the man.
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Busted!
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That’s black gold right there. Highly sought after…
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A friend sent me this picture of a beverage she saw in the grocery store the other day.
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She said she saw it and thought of me.
Busty Lush.
I’m not sure if I should be offended… or flattered she knows me so well.
I thought about buying some, but when I saw the non alcoholic label, I figured… why bother?
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It’s back?
I don’t remember goat poop ever disappearing.
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I can think of numerous other ways to say Happy Holidays besides the gift of livestock dung, but maybe that’s just me.
And what’s with “Artisan” goat poop?
Is there some Jackson Pollack spattering going on or what?
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We’ve scratched behind goat’s ears at petting zoos.
We’ve bought calendars with goats in trees.
We’ve even done yoga with goats on our backs.
But now….
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Using a goat tote can save a life.
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Heifer International.
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Your donation matches people to livestock all over the world.
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The gift of a goat can lift people out of poverty.
Who knew?
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Cruising my small town’s Facebook page today, I discovered an invitation.
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I wonder if adults are allowed?
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I do love a good goat encounter.
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We’ve had a lot of mushrooms lately, but never one with dead tribble hair.
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Teachers. They educate our children and at times, take on the role of surrogate parents.
Scooping poop should not be part of their job description.
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After I polished off another bottle of wine, we assembled at the picnic table to play a pseudo gambling dice game.
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It’s called Left Right Center, is ridiculously easy to play and will cost you $3 a game.
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I missed the first game, but enjoyed the second.
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Who won?
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Let’s just say my pockets were $39 fuller than when I arrived.
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Flush with victory, I strolled down to meet the goats and raised my glass in greeting.
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They’re such cuties.
And quite the talkers….
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Have you scratched a goat today?
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I highly recommend it.
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Now that the stage is set (see yesterday’s post) let’s check out the guests and festivities.
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Santa made numerous appearances.
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And I shared another version of my mankini Santa with this young man who was brave enough to wear it.
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Wine flowed freely.
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Though some guests didn’t approve of our edible flower embellishments.
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This young lady landed herself a new beau. Pre Med and good looking… her father approves. 👍
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Drinks were consumed on the deck, and goat entertainment was enjoyed.
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Eventually the party moved to the pool area.
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And food was enjoyed among Christmas trees and lobster pool floaties.
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Extra food was turned into art.
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(Art being in the eye of the beholder and better appreciated when you’ve been drinking all afternoon.)
To be continued…
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We drove a little over an hour west to reach our friend’s house for the Christmas in July party I mentioned last week. And when we left our town, the weather was not cooperating.
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Thankfully it was drier in her neck of the woods and let me tell you, the property she recently purchased definitely qualifies as out of the way.
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After a long ride on a bumpy dirt road, her place came into view.
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As you can see, her main reason for buying this place was ample room for horses.
The house is a bit odd. It looks large, but isn’t…. with a surprisingly small kitchen and bedrooms.
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Numerous outbuildings are scattered around, as are decks and staircases.
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One of which….
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Lead to goats. Boots, Buckles and Gypsy to be precise.
Did I mention there’s a pool?
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To be continued…
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This month someone is seeking a new home for their goats.
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Nothing wrong with that… but the reason?
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Now that’s a bit disturbing. If you have to re-home your goats because of rats? You might want to re-examine your current living conditions as well as your livestock’s.
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Do you have a guy? We have a guy. I can’t tell you the name of our guy because then he would be your guy and wouldn’t have time to be ours.
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Aww. I haven’t seen the lost pig, but if these people are really the owners…. shouldn’t they know the pig’s gender by now?
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Okay, so not everyone is polite in our town.
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Bunny! In all the years we’ve lived here we’ve never had a visiting bunny. And from the text of the announcement, it’s now abundantly clear why. We simply don’t have the right kind of weed.
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You wished thought I forgot? No such luck.
Time to test your goat knowledge!
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The book’s answer is here:
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But if you want better, and much more creative answers? Check out the blog I… or rather my screaming goat… inspired.
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https://morepotatoes.com/2021/07/06/reasons-to-buy-a-screaming-goat-toy/
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No peeking at the first photo.
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Puny humans. We don’t scream nearly as well either.
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I was a little disappointed with this answer.
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Only 5? I was hoping it was 15 so I could hire a goat to wash the barn windows.
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There’s a goat legend? How did I not know this…
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And finally…
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If you’ve ever watched a goat eat a tin can you know he needs more than one.
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I think that’s a nice way to say goats might need to order the fart blanket I profiled a while back.
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Most of the time the Facebook ‘memory’ feature annoys me, but last week it flashed back to this day 8 years ago and I had to laugh.
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Because 8 years ago that day our farming neighbor’s goats broke free and headed straight to our house. Have you ever tried to herd goats? As our neighbor will tell you…
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It’s not a one man job. We chased them around our property for quite a while and got nowhere, but with reinforcements we eventually managed to shoo them back home.
In other news, I saw this and had to share.
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Now that’s what I call mother’s revenge.
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Scrabble. Even with letters like that I reigned supreme and won the game.
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We have a dying shrub and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. We planted it 18 years ago and have never had an issue.
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Then I looked underneath it one day and saw the giant woodchuck burrow. Mystery solved.
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I do.
I really do…
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