Guess what? The Goatmother has noticed something new on her head. No, it isn't a new scarf. It is soft and fine, and ever so minute. Hair! Is it possible? At the moment the Goatmother's head looks very much like a giant peach. It feels like it too. The only problem? (Of course. There is always a problem. This is the Goatmother we are talking about.). It is white. Or perhaps it is pale blonde (Madonna in the making?), but I'm thinking white is more likely. I guess time will tell. Maybe any darker hair was scared silly during chemotherapy and refuses to come back out. Hiding down there in the hair follicles, shaking in its tiny little boots. Chemotherapy would affect me that way, I can tell you.
Perhaps we should offer the recalcitrant strands some sort of enticement. Give them a worthwhile reason to reappear. But what? I know! Peanutbutter! Of course! It might be a little sticky on the head, but I would certainly be willing to help the Goatmother out.
"It's like he said: Marvelous things will happen" - James (James and the Giant Peach