18th Jun 2007
The Adventures of Blossom the Goat
Got my goat back!
Here’s Blossom’s adventures, as far as I can piece them back together:
Thursday, June 7th, Blossom arrives from friends in Idaho.
Saturday, June 9th, Blossom takes off for the hills some time in the
afternoon/evening.
Sunday, June 10th, my dad thinks he spots her across the lake.
Michael, Alaetheia, and I hike in to find a white boat (not a white
goat) bobbing (not grazing) in the water (not on the shore). Feeling
pretty stupid and tired and sweaty from the mile+ hike, I go ahead and
call to the folks in the boat, “Excuse me! Have you seen a little
white goat?” to which they say, “No” in a tone that indicates they think I’m as weird as I feel.
But I don’t care, because I already feel dumb, and now I’m
doubly goat-depressed.
We put up signs at the post boxes and the post office.
We go into a goat funk.
We go into goat mourning.
We come back out of the funk.
Friday, June 15th we get a call from some folks who had the goat back
on Sat. and Sun., but she ran off again. Now we at least have an idea
of which way she went (because “head for the hills” pretty much is
omni-directional from our place).
My dad saw a bob cat.
This was before we got the goat.
The coyotes are raising their pups.
We’re not hopeful.
Saturday, June 16th, we put up more signs–eight–on our way to town.
We start getting calls:
First, a gal who thinks she saw our goat on Craigslist.
http://spokane.craigslist.org/pet/349381398.html
Then some folks who had her briefly, but she was making their dogs (a
Neufie and a St. Bernard) cower, so they took her to friends.
Then a guy who says, “I think my friends have your goat.
Incidentally, I’m one of the folks who was on the boat you were
hollering at on Sunday . . .”
Exactly one week after we lost her, we are reunited with Blossom,
who’s only a little worse for the wear. Actually, she’s not worse for
the wear at all. She’s pretty spiffy.
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