It's things like this that make me shake my head in confusion about the town where I live.
Earlier I was in "town" renting a movie and this girl I know who works next door to me says "You wanna come see my goat?"
I'm thinking 'I hope this isn't a euphemism.' but respond with "Sure"
So we leave the video store to go to her truck, she opens the door and standing on the seat is the cutest baby goat ever. I am immediately in love with this lovely little thing. I pick her up and walk back into the video store to show Hubby. Nobody even takes a second look to see the crazy girl who is holding a GOAT for christ sake. The thing is bleating like crazy and still nothing. Nobody even says to get that thing out of this store, it's not a barn you know. And really I was expecting it. I would've deserved it. It is a goat afterall.
Her name is Cricket.
Now I want a mini goat. HE says no. Spoilsport.
I wish I had a camera with me, because certain people don't truly believe that my town is that backwoods. Seriously, I am not making this shit up. But you can't make shit like this up. It's not possible.