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So, I was at my mother's house in the small town of Eutaw, Alabama, not that long ago. Maybe over Thanksgiving. My mother smokes, but she knows I can't stand it, so she goes outside to smoke. She has a carport (it's not a garage because it's not entirely enclosed) with a low brick wall at which she stands, looking out over the neighborhood.
One particular time she was out there for a long time, and when she came back in, she told me that she thought she knew what had been eating her flowers that she had planted around her mailbox. We had suspected a deer.
My mother was on the carport smoking when she saw a woman approaching, walking her two dogs. One was a blue-tick hound like any hunter would be intimately familiar with, but the other one was a breed my mother wasn't familiar with. A large, black mutt that was walking rather oddly, like there was something wrong with its legs. They were both on leashes.
As they approached even closer, she was amazed to find that the second "dog" wasn't actually a dog.
Behold, the Eater of the Flowers (Maybe):
Yes, this woman walks her dog and her goat on leashes at the same time. My mother, of course, had to go talk with her. She claimed the goat did get out once, and that might have been when something ate the flowers, so that's one mystery potentially solved.
The goat thinks it's a dog, apparently, and really enjoys being around the dog, so she just...lets 'em hang out. The picture was taken on another day, because my mother was thinking about writing a "human interest" article for the Green County Independent, at which she works part time. I purposefully chopped the woman out of the picture because we don't have her permission to plaster it all over the Internet, but I thought it'd be okay to show the "dogs." :)
The goat, by the way, was apparently a "stray" that wandered up, and she took pity on it and started feeding it. This woman and my mother are obviously kindred spirits.
jost.]So, I was at my mother's house in the small town of Eutaw, Alabama, not that long ago. Maybe over Thanksgiving. My mother smokes, but she knows I can't stand it, so she goes outside to smoke. She has a carport (it's not a garage because it's not entirely enclosed) with a low brick wall at which she stands, looking out over the neighborhood.
One particular time she was out there for a long time, and when she came back in, she told me that she thought she knew what had been eating her flowers that she had planted around her mailbox. We had suspected a deer.
My mother was on the carport smoking when she saw a woman approaching, walking her two dogs. One was a blue-tick hound like any hunter would be intimately familiar with, but the other one was a breed my mother wasn't familiar with. A large, black mutt that was walking rather oddly, like there was something wrong with its legs. They were both on leashes.
As they approached even closer, she was amazed to find that the second "dog" wasn't actually a dog.
Behold, the Eater of the Flowers (Maybe):
Yes, this woman walks her dog and her goat on leashes at the same time. My mother, of course, had to go talk with her. She claimed the goat did get out once, and that might have been when something ate the flowers, so that's one mystery potentially solved.
The goat thinks it's a dog, apparently, and really enjoys being around the dog, so she just...lets 'em hang out. The picture was taken on another day, because my mother was thinking about writing a "human interest" article for the Green County Independent, at which she works part time. I purposefully chopped the woman out of the picture because we don't have her permission to plaster it all over the Internet, but I thought it'd be okay to show the "dogs." :)
The goat, by the way, was apparently a "stray" that wandered up, and she took pity on it and started feeding it. This woman and my mother are obviously kindred spirits.
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