So my neighbor knocks on my door and says, "Hey have you seen a goat running around? Cause there was one running down the road a minute ago but I don't know where it went."
So me & the neighbor are walking down the middle of 10th West and BC pulls up. Real cool like I go over to the driver's side window and say, "You seen a goat running around?"....
45 minutes later BC returns with the goat and a couple pounds of prime beef and a truck full of shavings for the coop. I can explain the goat; he obviously found it. Turns out he and Sean, our neighbor friend, happened to find the goat and each other at about the same time. The meat? Well, the family down the street are Ranchers and they remember us (aka me the vote wrangler) from last local election cycle. The shavings? That was what he was out getting in the first place.
How did the pig get involved?
Or the Alta Chair Lift Swing?
Or even the guy who told Beach & the neighbor lady who works as a Rep for Best Friends Animal Society that over last summer he trapped & had put down 11 skunks and had he known there would be 11 he would have made a coat out of them.
You'd have to live here to understand.
Like I said life on 10th....There is no place like home!
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