tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post5067014754385919329..comments2024-03-28T01:44:27.279-06:00Comments on Blood-Red Pencil: Time out for a little funDanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14471919576687777886noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-25101291349391333242011-04-12T09:36:33.679-06:002011-04-12T09:36:33.679-06:00Okay, that didn't work. You can go to the &quo...Okay, that didn't work. You can go to the "Healing Through Writing" blog and search for "goat"!Kathryn Crafthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08371458857187160425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-48334709265834989792011-04-12T09:35:05.951-06:002011-04-12T09:35:05.951-06:00Tracy:
Love your humor pieces, which I understand ...Tracy:<br />Love your humor pieces, which I understand embrace some exaggeration. But I must say my experience of goats was much different. I had three, two of which had mighty sets of horns which were never used on me. If you can refrain from grabbing them--indeed, act as if they aren't there--that's usually the case.<br /><br />Jeremiah was smart as a whip, could turn lights on and off, and knew his name. And if you feed them grain regularly (2x/day) they still eat grass, but don't cry for food! They call out to socialize.<br /><br />Anyway, had to stand up for my dearly departed. More at:<br />http://healingthroughwriting.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-hot-april-day.htmlKathryn Crafthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08371458857187160425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-82039632224357338632011-04-11T17:06:27.211-06:002011-04-11T17:06:27.211-06:00This was hysterical! Thanks so much for sharing th...This was hysterical! Thanks so much for sharing this comedic genius' work!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11145627510439227985noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-31405520104142690902011-04-10T09:01:57.450-06:002011-04-10T09:01:57.450-06:00When I first bought my goats, I had visions of nev...When I first bought my goats, I had visions of never having to mow the yard again. What a naive middle-aged born-in-the-suburbs-and-don't-know-a-damn-thing-about-livestock man I was.Tracy Farrhttp://www.schoolbuscowboy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-58232290897398711662011-04-07T13:15:43.060-06:002011-04-07T13:15:43.060-06:00Oh, you've made me remember the time we owned ...Oh, you've made me remember the time we owned a goat - it was exactly as you say. Always nice to start the morning with a smile - thanks:)Leigh D'Anseyhttp://www.leighdansey.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-70280070622408077032011-04-07T11:16:54.571-06:002011-04-07T11:16:54.571-06:00I enjoyed your treatise on goats. If you are inter...I enjoyed your treatise on goats. If you are interested, here's a short story about a pet goat I published at Smashwords. Don't worry it's free, at last for a few more weeks.<br /><a href="https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/46500" rel="nofollow">The Modern-day Adventures of Billy The Kid</a>.Henrihttp://bluefoxcafe.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-31328670363899372492011-04-07T07:22:06.481-06:002011-04-07T07:22:06.481-06:00Elle, I wondered about the cake, too. Maybe it was...Elle, I wondered about the cake, too. Maybe it was a really big sheet cake. LOLMaryannwriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479027709233807149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-56130494097249677082011-04-07T00:03:01.998-06:002011-04-07T00:03:01.998-06:00LOL. Love the part about spoiling them with chocol...LOL. Love the part about spoiling them with chocolate cake... though how on earth did chocolate cake last three days, let alone three weeks?!<br /><br />Elle<br />HearWriteNow & Blood-Red PencilElle Carter Nealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02266309723919011181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-18517865592152036352011-04-06T22:53:12.872-06:002011-04-06T22:53:12.872-06:00Thanks for that. I enjoy a good laugh but not at m...Thanks for that. I enjoy a good laugh but not at my garden's expense! I'll forget about goat gardeners!Gladys Hobsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01947126912910545535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-68359853284036864232011-04-06T21:07:34.988-06:002011-04-06T21:07:34.988-06:00Kim, that is amazing what your goat did. I heard t...Kim, that is amazing what your goat did. I heard they would eat anything but this is the first I've heard of one eating a door. LOL<br /><br />Dani, my goats eat weeds - all that I pull and throw over the fence for them.Maryannwriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479027709233807149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-56975733355270047362011-04-06T17:52:19.666-06:002011-04-06T17:52:19.666-06:00Hi, Tracy and Maryann,
What a clever, original po...Hi, Tracy and Maryann,<br /><br />What a clever, original post!<br />Thanks for sharing this with us.Jacqueline Seewaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09177500620940251009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-4111525305998773492011-04-06T16:02:38.198-06:002011-04-06T16:02:38.198-06:00There is a reason the devil is often portrayed wit...There is a reason the devil is often portrayed with the head of a goat. <br /><br />When I was a kid our goat figured out how to open up the back door (she ate it) and came into the kitchen where she ate a couple of chair legs and some electrical cords.Kim Pearsonhttp://www.primary-sources.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-57009688330167469152011-04-06T14:37:59.893-06:002011-04-06T14:37:59.893-06:00Every word is true - and did you mention that they...Every word is true - and did you mention that they don't eat weeds at all. Maybe grass, but no weeds. Very picky eaters, goats.Danihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14471919576687777886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-79506102753727407722011-04-06T12:44:55.474-06:002011-04-06T12:44:55.474-06:00A nice bit of levity for the day! I think we could...A nice bit of levity for the day! I think we could use the goat as a character study... Hmm.Heidiwriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02593338979995203659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-42882360788400571542011-04-06T10:28:17.537-06:002011-04-06T10:28:17.537-06:00Glad everyone is enjoying the story and the goats....Glad everyone is enjoying the story and the goats.<br /><br />Linda, goats do love rose bushes. My neighbor's goats got out once and ate mine.<br /><br />Terry, one of my fondest memories is of our daughter when she was about five bottle-feeding baby goats in a petting zoo. The goats seemed more interested in the tassel on her hat and she kept whapping them on the head with the bottle.Maryannwriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479027709233807149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-86104129670899737322011-04-06T09:33:11.536-06:002011-04-06T09:33:11.536-06:00Great post! The farm across the street from us ke...Great post! The farm across the street from us kept goats for a couple years, about a dozen of them. They were also escape artists. We got used to walking out our front door and finding a few wandering in the yard. Luckily, we had no prized tomatoes. But our next-door neighbor was very fond of her rose bushes...and so were the goats.Linda Leszczukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15117080878321152684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-81382464597911762722011-04-06T08:04:46.404-06:002011-04-06T08:04:46.404-06:00Truly very funny! I was laughing out loud as I rea...Truly very funny! I was laughing out loud as I read this. =O)Michelle Stockard Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03572227726980569386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704943052235281766.post-79433863553537663712011-04-06T07:17:11.740-06:002011-04-06T07:17:11.740-06:00When I worked for the Zoological Society in Miami,...When I worked for the Zoological Society in Miami, the zoo had a 'petting zoo' that was filled with goats. Your points are well taken.<br /><br />Terry<br /><a href="http://terryodell.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Terry's Place</a><br /><a href="http://www.terryodell.com" rel="nofollow">Romance with a Twist--of Mystery</a>Terry Odellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610682530545306687noreply@blogger.com