Got My Goat

           I had a great idea for a blog, but I can't think of it right now. I should have written it down. That's  the stage I find myself in. The I should of written it down stage. I carry a miniature notepad these days, but thought I'd remember it. (I'm still trying to think of the idea I had; maybe it will come back to me).
           I saw some funny videos on baby goats. Baby goats hop adorably. They keep their front hooves together, and prance and spin, and bow their heads like they're going to ram something. They're full of life. I'm thinking I'd like to keep a baby goat just for entertainment. I'm not sure what I'd do with it when it was older. They'll eat just about anything from what I understand.            
           I can imagine the conversations I'd have with my goat.
           "Hey what happened to my leather shoes?"
           "I ate them," says the goat.
           "And what about my Vincente lizard grain embossed calfskin black belt?"
           "I ate it. It was delicious."