...and so it begins....

[tinhuviel]

I keep hearing Kosh say this as I ponder having to go home and mow the grass. I hate mowing grass, really I do. It makes me breathless, makes my heart pound, and I always sprain my ankles in the holes that Daisy has seen fit to dig, looking for grubs.

In the end, I'm a panting, nasty, limping shell of the woman I was when I first started.

I want to buy a couple of goats. They'd be black goats with big horns. They'd keep my grass short and scare off the superstitious and suspicious redneck neighbours. I could get a boy and a girl and call them Bapho and Mae.

Yeah...

Goats....

Comments

[debrafortune.livejournal.com]

Yes! YES!

I LOVE goats!

One of the only things I dont like about livin in the city is that I can't have a goat. I love their hexagonal pupils. So cool.

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[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

Well, if I get goats, I'll take pics and post here just for you. There's a small farm about 3 miles from my house and the folks there have about 2 dozen goats. Their alpha male is jet black with great curling horns and a long beard. He looks like Aleister Crowley's best friend (in a manner of speaking). I really want that goat.

[sri3m.livejournal.com]

Get the Goat....GET THE GOAT!!!!!

Why are you not online? I am seeking to find you!!