Our goat Rosalee was missing for a 2 days (and by missing it means she didn't come up to the barn in the evening). I did a very thorough search of the ditch in our front pasture because I figured that she must have gotten stuck in the mud down there, but alas she wasn't there. I was convinced that she was killed by coyotes (as we had lost a kid within the last two months to coyotes). Then yesterday mom was out in the pasture on the ATV and heard goat bleating. Turns out Rosalee got stuck under the hay feeder in the back pasture (or the ten acres for those familiar with our farm lexicon). Mom said it was a bit of a struggle to get her un-stuck but Rosalee seems alright, just a little hungry and thirsty.
"Mama's in jail. She was savin' a quart of beer for before bed, and Daddy threw it out, and she went after him with a fork. And the trailer tipped over, and everything turned upside down, and it's all gonna be on Real Stories of the Highway Patrol. And the wig I styled for beauty school is ruined. What am I going to do uncle Hank?"-Luanne
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