Sunday, September 28, 2008

Goat Update: Shovels and Fire and Pics You Should Never Have To Look At. I Am So So Sorry.

Guess where I ended up spending my day and evening? Where would Country Girl go that she would stumble across this? And this?
And who does she know that would possibly wear this?
Yeah you guessed it. My frat boy neighbors with their new goat pets.
I had no intentions whatsoever of hangin with the boys today. I am WAY too cool and WAY too busy for such childish antics. But when I looked over the fence while checkin my email...I saw something that was extremely disconcerting to me. They were digging a hole.
And I could only see one goat. And you all got me totally freaked out about what they are doing with those goats. Where was Bartholomew?????
WARNING WARNING! THE NEXT PIC IS NOT APPROPRIATE FOR SMALL CHILDREN OR LADIES OR PEOPLE WHO ARE EATING OR PEOPLE WITH SIGHT! FOR REAL. I AM TOTALLY SERIOUS!

But the one goat that I could see...Rutherford, was not looking so good. He was not looking so good at all. I think he might be sick...or have eaten my Mexican Soup. And it was not his friend.

REPEAT: DO NOT LOOK AT THE NEXT PIC. GO PLUCK YOUR NOSE HAIRS OR CLICK ON THE CASINO POP UP...BUT PLEASE CLOSE THIS SILLY BLOG DOWN!!! SERIOUSLY!
I warned you. But he was sick. Very sick. And I could not find the other goat. So I begged Indiana Jones to go over there and see what in the world was going on.

You can only imagine how that conversation went.

So I did what any sane, concerned, level headed mother of three small children living next to fraternity college boys with goats would do: I sent my Twerps over to check the situation out. I OF COURSE watched from the window with my zoom lens. Don't you judge me. And when things started to get a little crazy, I cried and tore my clothes and put on a sack clothe and wiped ashes on my face...and then IJ went over. He was SUPPOSE to see if they were digging a grave for a goat. But instead I soon noticed he had JOINED IN this evil plot against goatkind.

So it left me with no other choice than to go over too.
And I found it was a FIRE PIT! They were gonna BBQ the goat!NO NO NO. I soon found out they were having a tailgate party and the goats were fine....well, as fine as they could be living in a fraternity house. And they asked us to come over...only cause they heard I was cooking.
So I made some chili....and some hot wings....and some brownies....and I marched myself over there. Bearing gifts and glad tidings.... and my zoom lens.

You can only imagine how much they must love me.

12 comments:

The Unconventional Doctor's Wife said...

You must be like the coolest thing to them. It is a college boys' dream to have a hot woman show up at their house with hot wings and brownies. If you had brought them beer they might have given you an "honorary frat mother" of the year award! BTW, I wouldn't make them the queso unless you want some (not so) secret admirers living next door! IJ beware!

The W.O.W. factor said...

DrWife beat me to it! Those Frat boys must LOVE having you next door! You can cook and no doubt are the life of the party from reading blog! Heck, you could be my neighbor...and I might even babysit once in awhile!

MauritaMason said...

Uh...and the second goat is WHERE??? "Kid"napped by a rival fraternity, perhaps? Because that's the only explanation I will accept. It would be even better if he is happily munching clover on a farm somewhere. And I'm seriously concerned about remaining goat's potty problem. There. I said it. As nicely as I could.

Anyway, it was very cool of you to provide those boys with some real, actual food.

Dreams of a Country Girl said...

the second goat was in the goat house sleeping. his bodily functions are "normal"

I cannot believe I am even tracking this. Lord help me

MauritaMason said...

Okay, I feel better now. And I really shouldn't be overly concerned about the goats, because your neighbors seem like such nice boys.

Also, I'm sure they know you have a camera.

Kalin said...

Shoot, will you come be my neighbor and deliver delicious treats to my home? I don't have goats, but I have ferrets... I will glue little horns on them if it will make a difference!

Tracie said...

OMG!!! LOL

(i guess i'm a woman of few words)

Marchelle said...

i'm sure your parents read this, and i apologize before hand for the explaining you'll have to do, but i have to say it: i'm guessing the word MILF was thrown around alot, not in your presence of course, and especially after you brought them hot wings & brownies!

k8mc said...

OHMYGOSH where were you when I was in college?!?! kidding, kidding. In all seriousness, that is so awesome of you to cook for them. They really must love you for it :)

Dana Jones said...

Did that goat eat the chili or what?
What are they feeding that poor critter?

p.s. My step son is in a fraternity and his dad thinks he's all good and does no wrong. Would you say that most boys in fraternities who are under age just drink soda pop at these festivities?

snort snort snort

sorry, my evil twin was just coming out.

The Kelso-Winter Family said...

waiting patiently for chili and hot wings recipe. can us lowly blog readers get some love here? i'm the mother of a frat boy so hopefully that counts as a recommendation??

Keli said...

#1 Marchelle! I can't believe you threw that word out there! : )

And that poor goat with the butt problem!

And yay for you for delivering food! I'm sure it's a treat living next door to college boys!