You’ve Shown Me Your Goats, And I Love You For It
One day last week, I was pressed for time and couldn’t think of anything to write for the site, so I posted some pictures of my friend Clark’s goats. I also asked people to send me pictures of their goats, if they had any, with the promise that I would put them on my website. I didn’t really think anybody would, aside from my friend Abby who sent me a Powerpoint goat, which was awesome, thank you very much.
Then, around 1am on Monday night, I got an email from someone who goes by the name “Goatlady” that made my freaking week. I can’t do the email justice by describing it, so I’m just going to paste it in verbatim. The email:
“I thought you would get a kick out of this- This is BabyGirl, watching Ellen. Yes she is a house goat trained and everything! And Loves her Ellen show!
BabyGirl is an 8 yr old Cashgora, half Angora half Cashmere. Yes I have other goats, but she is a favorite without a doubt. She even has her own website- Well it needs updated badly but her story is amazing!”
Look at this! It’s a goat eating hay. In a house. While watching Ellen! If you can find another website with pictures of a house-goat named BabyGirl watching “Ellen” while eating hay, I will personally come over to your house and punch your face because you are a goddamn liar.
The email continues:
“Oh, I coudn’t resist, this is another picture of BabyGirl and her kids, Sabrina and Mijo, they are 2 yrs apart, Mijo is the baby in this pic.”
Good Lord! Are you seeing this? That’s a portrait of a goat family with a Photoshopped bouquet of flowers behind them. Look at the halo effect around those goats! I love you, GoatLady!
If you would like to learn more about the GoatLady, she has a website where you can learn all about goats and even buy some goat-related merchandise. Shirts, hats, even thongs. Go there now: Get Yer Goat. Really, go there now and support GoatLady and her goats. And here’s BabyGirl’s website. Her story just might break your heart. I mean that in all seriousness. I just read it and found myself tearing up, but don’t worry, it has a happy ending.
That’s all for now. I have to go work at my sweet ass part-time job where I unplug computer wires and then put them in a bag. Sometimes I think the only way my life could be more glamorous is if I wore a ball gown all day while dancing horses fed me caviar. I’ll try to post something later today, but if not, there will be a new video next week. Look for it.
