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Beware of Free Goats

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I need to write about our first goat ... Billy Butt. Yes, that was his real name. He came by the surname quite naturally as will be explained here in painstaking detail. Chad and I were just getting started in the 'farm business' when a man with two children tagging along came to our garage sale at our new home. He asked if he could take his children over to pet the mini-horses and see the “Addie Acres” llamas up close. Of course we said yes, after all, that is why we felt led to get some large animals, to share our place with folks who had youngsters. After a few minutes of friendly chit chat, he mentioned that they purchased a young Nubian goat from the Amish almost six months ago and Billy was getting too big for their backyard. He asked us if would like to have him ... for free! The kids backed up their dad as he explained the many wonders of this young goat and what a charming pet he had been. How could we resist such ringing commendations, so of course we said “yes!” After all, never turn down a free animal when you're starting up a farm was our early mantra.


Since we were new at this large animal stuff, it didn't click inside our heads that there is always a good reason why people want to give away a perfectly good goat (remember the Doritos Superbowl commercial?!). That should have been Red Flag No. 1!
We agreed to meet 'Billy' the next day to see if he would fit in with our family. We met Billy in the backyard of a modest house where they kept a few chickens and a very large black lab.
Red Flag No, 2 was about to show itself. Billy came running straight for us as fast as his little goat legs would trot, stopping only when his horns were firmly planted on my husband Chad's behind. We nervously laughed as Billy's mom commented over and over how cute it is that he likes to 'play' ... a lot ... non stop ... continually. I found the notion of a playful goat endearing and especially enjoyed the accuracy of Billy s first foray into Chad s behind.
Red Flag No. 3 came when the kids automatically hid behind both parents as Billy tried to play with everyone within sight. However, we were ‘goat blind as I had always wanted a cute little goat and this seemed the perfect opportunity, and did I mention, he was FREE after all!

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http://www.grit.com/animals/goats/beware-free-goats.aspx
 

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You see I learned when I was very young that problem goat have a singular destiny . My mom walked out to go to work in her first BRAND new car a 1978 babyblue maverick and what did she see ? My little brothers pair of pet goats playing king of the mountain. she walked back in the house retreived her 22 short rifle and I had to miss school , by the time she got home this was the site she was greeted with .
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