My grandfather kept goats for us, but I think he only liked the kids, because when they would grow up and started butting us, he would sell them. They also had a tendency to escape from the paddock and go running down the highway. (The town grew up around his “farm”.) Happy Friday, kids. haha (Goat pun.)
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