The Goat

Another funny encounter with my neighbor...

The other day I was loading up the car for a trip to Fort Smith to see my parents. My neighbor was outside wandering around his above the ground pool and called out to me... the conversation went something like this:

Neighbor: "Hey, ya'll seen my goat?"

Me: "No, is it missing?"

Neighbor: "Well, me and the boys dun gone fishing yesterday for about two hours, and when we came back -the sucker was gone!"

Me: "Well, we haven't seen him, but we will keep an eye out for him."

Neighbor: "It just up and disappeared. My ten year old is beside himself with grief. We drove everywhere in Ben Lomond looking for the thing, and he is just plain gone. We're telling everyone we see to keep a look out for him."

Me: "We'll let you know if we see him."


So, I am telling Josh about this later. His theory is that the stupid thing either got run over somewhere (happens a lot around here apparently) or that a nice Hispanic family was driving through town and thought the goat would make a good dinner :)

The goat remains missing, but alas, the neighbors have since replaced it with another little black goat that enjoys the pool as much as the old goat did! Now, I ask you, how many of you have had conversations with your neighbors like this?