Catching On

I've said it before. The goatmother is S-L-O-W. However, it didn't do me any good this time. You see, she asked me if I wanted to stay over night with the boys. I immediately came through the gate. Of COURSE it was in an effort to avoid Ella and all her pushiness. But somehow, after the Peanuts had been doled out (second time for me, first time for the boys), I tried not to look expectantly toward the other side of the barn. The goatmother caught on. 'Marigold! You just wanted a second round of Peanuts!' "The difference between a moral man and a man of honor is that the latter regrets a discreditable act, even when it has worked and he has not been caught" - Henry Louis Mencken. Obviously I lack honor - not to mention furtiveness. Oyyyyy.