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
- - - -
-
- - - - - - -
older
sisters can get very cranky.
OH
YES ! and one thing more -
what
a sore bum feels like.
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POOR Rimeriter.