I was home one afternoon by myself when the doorbell rang. I thought it was Kelly not wanting to unlock the front door so I ignored it. Then there was a knock at the door. I decided to answer it. I ran down the stairs and opened the door to a short, portly bald man.
"Hi there! I'm George!" He said shaking my hand. He totally seemed like he was there to sell me something. Then he said,
"Your sheep got out and their in my backyard, it's okay though because their just eating my grass."
"Oh you mean my goats?" I replied. I don't know how you could confuse sheep with goats but whatever.
George lives right behind us so I quickly put my shoes on, ran out the back door and pushed out fence aside to try and capture our sheep/goats. I thought that George would help me get the goats especially since the goats could easily escape to the street in front of his house. But no, he just watched me run around his yard yelling at the goats and chasing them until finally and tackled Carmel and grabbed on to her fur and collar. I dragged her to the fence and booted her through. Lulu decided to give up on freedom and followed her back to our backyard. They then ran to our uprooted tree and gave me the stink eye. Carmel thought it would be good to pee and give me the stink eye.
We might not have the goats for that much longer. I don't like chasing goats.