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 Post subject: My cousin had a pet goat
PostPosted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 5:20 pm 
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My cousin Krista is 8 years younger than me, and when she was little, she had a pet goat named Maggie Goat. They lived in the country but had a few neighbors within walking distance. Maggie used to eat the leaves on their neighbors bushes which did not sit well with said neighbors. I had to help Krista get Maggie from the neighbors yard many times, and more than once I had to look Maggie in the eye and say, "come on girl, back to your own yard". She had weird beautiful eyes and I still think of her as being a weird beautiful animal.
So yes, to answer your unasked question....I HAVE LOOKED INTO A GOATS EYES!!!

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PostPosted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 5:29 pm 
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Ok, admittedly, this is a good story.
However, "My cousin had a pet goat" is a great way to start one of those "chain stories".
...no, not a story about a chain...then the subject line should be "My cousin had a chain"...and nobody cares about that.

Seriously.


Nobody.


But like a story where one person writes the first line, then someone else comes up with the next two lines, then someone else has the next two lines...so on and so forth.

And since you already started with My cousin had a pet goat, I will pick it up from here.

Best thing to do keep this easy to follow is to cut and paste the entire thing from the beginning.
Ok, ready?
Here we go.

My cousin had a pet goat.
His name was Jerry and he smelled like French Vanilla coffee.

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PostPosted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 6:26 pm 
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Ok, admittedly, this is a good story.
However, "My cousin had a pet goat" is a great way to start one of those "chain stories".
...no, not a story about a chain...then the subject line should be "My cousin had a chain"...and nobody cares about that.

Seriously.


Nobody.


But like a story where one person writes the first line, then someone else comes up with the next two lines, then someone else has the next two lines...so on and so forth.

And since you already started with My cousin had a pet goat, I will pick it up from here.

Best thing to do keep this easy to follow is to cut and paste the entire thing from the beginning.
Ok, ready?
Here we go.

My cousin had a pet goat.
His name was Jerry and he smelled like French Vanilla coffee.[/quote]
He had been rescued from a Romanian orphanage where he had spent the early years of his youth, his friendly smile hiding the fact that a seething monster lurked inside of him.......waiting...


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PostPosted: Tue Sep 19, 2017 7:08 pm 
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My cousin had a pet goat.
His name was Jerry and he smelled like French Vanilla coffee.
He had been rescued from a Romanian orphanage where he had spent the early years of his youth, his friendly smile hiding the fact that a seething monster lurked inside of him....
I don't remember what I noticed first, the way his bleat changed or the mark on my left hand.


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PostPosted: Wed Sep 20, 2017 9:21 am 
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My cousin had a pet goat.
His name was Jerry and he smelled like French Vanilla coffee.
He had been rescued from a Romanian orphanage where he had spent the early years of his youth, his friendly smile hiding the fact that a seething monster lurked inside of him....
I don't remember what I noticed first, the way his bleat changed or the mark on my left hand.
The bleat seemed normal at the time. or at least not so out of the ordinary that it left a lasting impression.
The mark on the other hand, burned a hole straight through to my very soul.

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