Well, I was woken absurdly early this morning (about 8:30) by my mom, who insisted she had something unbelievable to show me. Not awake at all, I follow her into the living room, where there were two goats. Yes, goats. They had followed my mom home from her morning walk, and were really friendly, following us all over the house, and if they weren't within ten feet of one us would freak out. Talk about separation anxiety.
Oh, you know the rumor that goats will eat anything? Yeah, it's true. Just this morning, these little guys have tried to eat printer paper, a stack of index cards, a plastic door frame decoration, a trashbag, a plastic wrapper, an electrical wire, a bagel (my breakfast), me, the fridge, and the couch.
So, my mom made 'found' flyers and we posted them around the neighborhood, and as we putting up the fourth one we already got a call. So, now the goats are back home with their family who was frantically searching for them while they ate our house. I kind of miss them.
On another note, I'm teaching myself American Sign Language to cure my boredom. It's surprisingly easy. But I really dont think I'm going to use it, seeing as I've yet to meet any deaf people. Oh well, couldn't hurt to know it. It's kind of cool that I can say my name in ASL. I'm still working on putting a sentence together.
Lastly, I am well aware that I'm writing this to no one but my best friend, and I all but have to tie her to a chair to get her to. But, oh well. Hey Karina!
1 comment:
thats not true im the one who has to call you ten times in two minutes to talk to you. they were s cute it sad you had to give them back. i laugh at the fact that the tried to eat you.
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