Life In The Sticks

A Goatnapping in a Small Town

So, as I mentioned last time, my goat ran away from home. I figured she'd been eaten by coyotes or something and didn't give any more thought on it. A week later, I'm coming home and turn down my driveway and a car comes in behind me. I hop out and before I can say anything, the lady behind the wheel goes, "Are you missing a goat?" I said, "I AM missing a goat! Didja find her?" She says "yep" that she was going down the road ...