Friday, November 11, 2011
It's a B'ar!
The Goatmother and the Goatfather got home when it was rather darkish. That, of course, is because of the time change, which is always an adjustment, to say the least. Anyway, as they rounded the corner, the headlights of the car caught something. It was large and black and fuzzy, and it dashed across the road in front of them and off into the woods. 'What was that?!', they both cried at once. Well, there are apple trees in front of the house. Usually the deer are out there scarfing up the fallen apples, but this was decidedly no deer. We goats were on alert when the Goatmother got down to the barn. It is a bit of a distance to the apple trees, and while my eyesight it quite good, it was rather dark. The Goatmother and the Goatfather both think it was a bear. Me, I'm not so sure. After all, Sasquatches probably like apples just as well as anyone. Whatever. I'm asking that the Peanuts be put under lock and key. Just in case.