Goats in the night

Yes I meant to say "Goats."

Being at home has been great thus far. Sarah and I drove down late yesterday afternoon from Kristin's house and stayed at my house and watched Knotting Hill with my parents and sister. Today Sarah and I took the afternoon to do some Christmas shopping in Vancouver. It was a very successful run in which I completed all the purchasing I needed to do for my family. If I remember correctly, about this time last year I was sick and could go no where, thus postponing the shopping until somewhere around Christmas Eve. I'm happy to say that most, if not all, of the presents I purchased will be wrapped and under the good ol' tree by tomorrow night!

Tonight marked a very odd chapter in the Freitas' adventures at B.F. Acres. My entire family including Sarah and Joseph's girlfriend Paige were getting ready to envelope a hamburgery feast. We all descended the stairs and headed for the kitchen when my brother was shocked to see not one, not two, but three goats chilling out on our front porch. The odd sight was taken in by all as the three strange little omens curiously peeked through the door window, fogging it over with their anxious breath. My dad took one guess and nailed the owner of the mammals: the neighbors at the end of the driveway (a.k.a. the Clampetts). My mom gave them a call and, sure enough, the little rascals were new additions to that family. We sat down to dinner and listened to them rope the goats up to take them home. As their hooves clanked against the wood of our porch, the excitement ended.

Ain't they cute?

Guess that Acme guard lion is ineffective

posted Dec 19, 1999 under  

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