I remember being 6 and Female veteran if you think the things I say out loud are bad sweater. Got to play with the baby goats. I even name them. Later that day I couldn’t find them. Then dinner came around. Well let’s just say, I found billy and bob the baby goats. They were the main course. I don’t think I ever recovered. We raised a Pygmy goat and he would even play ball with our Scottish terrier. They loved each other so much and yes he jumped. It was like he had springs on his feet we called him Taffy because of it. I have two and I will not give them up for anything.
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