tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post6451472380646210846..comments2023-10-28T05:33:15.060-05:00Comments on The Writing Playground: Goat HellMarilyn Puetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16073134550080890157noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-80806105562452168812007-11-02T06:46:00.000-05:002007-11-02T06:46:00.000-05:00So sorry! But that's kinda funny! We have a dog & ...So sorry! But that's kinda funny! We have a dog & thats it nothing else except a cat maybe.Stacy Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00057427848452822949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-46381201469746217352007-11-01T09:32:00.000-05:002007-11-01T09:32:00.000-05:00Green Acres is the place for me. Farm living is t...Green Acres is the place for me. Farm living is the life for me. Nah! Darling I love you but give me Park Avenue!<BR/><BR/>What a show! Your goat escapade reminds me of it. Bless you for trying to help a poor she goat. You tried and thank goodness no one was hurt. :-)<BR/><BR/>DH grew up on a farm with cattle, horses, hogs (not pigs, mind you), chickens and roosters that liked to flog him on a daily basis. Ah, he joined the Army. There was a reason for that. LOL.Katherine Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14701961380138616355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-1661763998343443152007-11-01T08:26:00.000-05:002007-11-01T08:26:00.000-05:00I'm doing good to keep my plants alive (the fish a...I'm doing good to keep my plants alive (the fish are DG's responsibility). <BR/><BR/>I've never been a farm girl and have no desire to be. I have a feeling it requires you to spend time outside...Problem Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01456049865200737618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-27259045556923178612007-11-01T08:21:00.000-05:002007-11-01T08:21:00.000-05:00I'm with SP and Angel. Did the farm thing as a ki...I'm with SP and Angel. Did the farm thing as a kid (ha! No pun intended, really). We had chickens, horses, dogs, cats, a pig, and a goat. The goat was sweet and friendly, named Boots, and got ran over by the school bus. Traumatic incident in my childhood, I tell ya.<BR/><BR/>Now, I am a subdivision/city girl. I like a yard, I like some nature. But no farm animals, I beg you.Lynn Raye Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05823590040842807378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-76803274923898924052007-11-01T08:16:00.000-05:002007-11-01T08:16:00.000-05:00Ah, farm life. So glad I don't have to deal with g...Ah, farm life. So glad I don't have to deal with goats anymore. We raised 5 and about 4 years worth of babies from all of them. And male goats have got to be one of the nastiest creatures on earth when they are around a female in season.<BR/><BR/>Drama Queen asks me about every couple of months, "Mommy, don't you want to live on a farm?" Uh, no! Been there, never want to go back unless I'm forced to by a catastrophic event. I love the peace and quiet of a farm and the surrounding countryside, but the responsibilities of animals are a pain in the backside. <BR/><BR/>I'll stick with cats and dogs any day...<BR/><BR/>AngelAngelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17010424240956906870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-15743658731349241242007-11-01T07:39:00.000-05:002007-11-01T07:39:00.000-05:00This is why I moved into a subdivision with a home...This is why I moved into a subdivision with a homeowner's association. No big antennas on the roof and no farm animals. DB was so disappointed. :)Andrea Laurence AKA Smarty Pantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518751514879244662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-77666607898634052022007-11-01T07:04:00.000-05:002007-11-01T07:04:00.000-05:00Only get the boys a girl if you're ready for littl...Only get the boys a girl if you're ready for little goatlets. :)) I know it wasn't any fun at the time but it makes a good story now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-48639571065763493632007-11-01T06:52:00.000-05:002007-11-01T06:52:00.000-05:00You know it's too early when you read the words "G...You know it's too early when you read the words "Goat Hell" and your brain tells you "Go To Hell." I thought, wow, Instigator is pissed. :-)Rhonda Nelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14282645541260334424noreply@blogger.com