Discussion in 'Goats' started by LastO, Jan 24, 2018.
I've never had a goat in my trunk but we did have to move our fair goat in the front seat of our car when my truck died. My daughter held her in her lap. She just sat there like a dog looking out the window.
When I was a kid me and Grandpa were going to the auction.
Grandma said he couldn't take his pickup because he always bought some animal so he drove her Oldsmobile.
We brought a day old calf home in the backseat.
Grandma was as mad as I had ever seen her.
Grandpa loved auctions.
I knew someone who was a highway patrolman in the Chicago area. He said one time he stopped a car because it was moving back and forth and something was odd about it. The man who was driving was "Arabic" or Middle Eastern who first tried to pretend he spoke no English, until the patrolman said, "jail" and then he understood and began communicating. The car kept jumping around, even though it was parked. He asked what was going on? He asked to see in the trunk of the car, and there was a sheep on its way to some event where it would be slaughtered and then cooked.
It must be a thing.
When you don't have a truck.....
That was hilarious
its been probably 10 years ago but I sold 2 ram lambs for breeding to a guy from Ohio..he showed up in a small blazer..had a piece of lattice behind the front seats and plastic on the floor..I'm betting that was one interesting 7 hour drive..
And a smelly one!
How can those goats afford a taxi?
Hunny wanted to go to the auction one day in the Expedition. . . asked why not truck and bring trailer? Said he wasn't going to get anything. . . just something to go do. Yeah right. Ended up bringing a heifer calf home that day in the back hog tied laying on a tarp. Almost made the hour long trip . . . almost but not quite. She got lose the last mike stretch. Hunny pulled over, jumped in the back and flipped her back down. I drove the rest of the way home just laughing. . . . She was close to double my body weight so I knew I wasn't going to be able to do it.
Not exactly goats in the trunk, but...one of my DDs was about 17 when she got a new boyfriend. This guy was about 20, going to college, narcissistic, city boy, know it all, etc. Did I mention I didn't like him much?
So he shows up one afternoon and a little later he went out to check something on his (newish) car and opened the hood. I had 4 little Nubian doelings that were allowed to run free during the day. Being bottle fed, they were pests. They saw the open hood of the car and made a beeline across the yard, leaping onto the engine. Boyfriend was not pleased and kept trying to shoo them away which of course made no impression on the girls. He was getting pretty angry, when he stepped around to the side and opened the driver's door to get something. Those 4 doelings dived in that car on top of him and began to entertain themselves jumping from front to back seat over and over. The harder he tried to get them out, the more determined they were to stay in. He finally started grabbing them one at a time and tossing them out on the ground. This game was even more fun! They were jumping back in faster than he could throw them out and he was outnumbered. I sat on my porch about to die laughing. (Couldn't bring myself to help him.) It took him about half an hour to finally get them all out of his car.
His attitude never did improve.
I rescued a pig one night, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
It was raining and he was just walking along the canal bank.
We caught him and after getting really muddy we finally managed to get him in the trunk of my buddies 1950 Buick.
He was not happy and made a lot of noise.
We should not have went into town.
The sheriff didn't believe we found him and were just trying to help.
He followed us to the pig farm and we returned the wayward pig.
Didn't even get a thank you or a reward.
My Aunt and Uncle bought a brand new 1965 Mustang.
About a month later they went to Grandpa's house his 3 kids thought it would make a great goat playground.
They lived through that but when they did the same thing to Grandma's Oldsmobile they became the guest of honor and a Mexican Goat roast.
I have a neighbor who says he's probably the only Tesla owner who has hauled goats in his Tesla. I've brought home goats in a Subaru Forester, more than once.
I really like your fence.
Thanks! We tried to make it goat-proof, so we could have landscaping again around the house.
If you have a Goat in you car does it qualify you to get to ride in the HOV lanes.
I guess that would be an uber-Uber.
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