Yes, you read the title correctly. Goat. Just a second ago, I was standing on the stairs, talking to my mom, when SOMETHING ran across the window...outside.
Me: That looked like...a goat, but I'm sure it was a dog. (it was spotted, kinda like a dalmation)
Mom: -turns around- that's a goat.
We watch the goat run through our neighbors yard and our yard, before it's chased by a boy, who is apparently the owner (?!) of this goat. Of course, he didn't catch it. It's still running around outside somewhere. But now, my mom and I are wondering if it's even legal to have a goat in a neighborhood like this...It's just weird. We can't tell if this dude is one of our new neighbors or not, but...whatever, he's weird. We are not having a goat boy as neighbor.
Kris.
1 people were awesome enough to comment.:
oh, i see. discriminating against people with goats, eh? well fine! be that way!!! hahahahaha that's really funny though.
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