Thursday, June 21, 2012

Bloody Billy.



Well, to start with, even though it has little if anything to do with the true tale - is this, and you may remember it ?

the billy goat was blind
he backed into a barbed wire fence
and hurt his
never mind'.


Blimey, shades of many moons ago.
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Now, the true tale begins.
But as with ALL true stories it does not start with –
'Once upon a time'.

On a particular sunny day, My Big Sis - Your Mum, decided more milk was required as Myrtle, the black and white milker was not giving much, a trip to the local Charlestown shop was needed.

So, your Sis - Sonia and your Unca Jim were duly despatched to obtain some.
A quart billy can was produced, also the necessary money and we set off along the eastern side of the Highway so as not to cross until the shopping area.
  Good decision.
Upon obtaining the 'said' quart of milk and with the billy can lid firmly set in place, we began the return journey. We also agreed for reasons now unknown, to go back on the western side of the highway.
   Bad Decision.



Now, the day was bright and sunny, not anything like the other billy goats night, so we strolled along carrying the billy can by its bowed wire handle.
Some times she, some times me.
Some times between us.

Being a young innocent boy from the city, wide eyed about bushy things, I was not aware or prepared for that which soon occurred.
Along this western side was a fenced paddock which constrained a white billy goat. This paddock was still a distance from our destination and on the opposite side of the highway.
Nevertheless, 'Billy' appeared friendly as we approached. This being so, we decide he deserved a pat on his head. We took turns at patting. 'Billy' seemed pleased. He also took an interest in that which we were carrying. Perhaps the smell was interesting or the shininess was appealing.
We decided to allow 'Billy' a closer look by raising it up and over the fence.

A few things I learned that day -
Goats can be friendly.
Goats have hard heads.
Goats like to butt at things.
Goats know how to spill milk, almost a full quart.
and - - - -

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older sisters can get very cranky.

OH YES !   and one thing more -
what a sore bum feels like.

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POOR   Rimeriter.

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