Shoe SPAM

Some people might say that I am not very intelligent. After all, I am just a goat. Of course I might surmise that this just means they don't really know me. I mean I am half Nubian, but obviously that half got metered out somewhere along the way.

Anyway, that being said, I have been getting comment after comment on my blog about shoes. Yes, that is what I said. Shoes. Odd that. I mean I've never met a goat who wore shoes - tried to eat them maybe, but still, it is not high on a goat's list of 'must-haves'. Even Jimmy Chews, or Manolo Buttniks, or Ferragoatmo's. It's just not something we think much about. And Heaven (and everybody else within a 10 mile radius) knows how I feel about foot care.

Still, I get comment after comment about shoes. It makes no sense, and of course I don't publish them. For one thing the English is very poor. I think they must be written by mice - you know, like those stupid ones that live in the barn? Or I suppose it could be illiterate sheep. It's really hard to say.

Well, I may never know the reason why, but I am determined not to give the matter any undue consideration. They are most likely just trying to weasel their way into my Peanut stash. Ain't gonna' happen. Regardless, I know what I'm about and shoes aren't it. I'm all about common sense, intelligence, philosophy, and of course, Peanuts. Besides, " ... It's just like the size of your shoes - they don't determine how you live your life! You're either marvelous or you're boring, regardless ... " - Steven Morrissey. I've got the 'marvelous' down pat. 'Shoe SPAM's got the 'boring.'