I took Morgan to the airport for a trip to Florida to my cousins there, and no sooner did I get home than the goats were out. Why do the animals always wait until I’m alone to stage a coup? It didn’t take long to discover how and fix it.
Luckily, goats always want to go back if you’ve got something for ‘em. I love goats. They’d follow you off a cliff if you had a cookie.
Archive for June 9th, 2012