I've made no secret that I would like Matt to buy me three goats. Preferably fainting goats, for the entertainment factor, but I'll take regular ones that stay little. I have no interest in cleaning up after them, that would be Matt's job, but I would like to feed them and stuff.
Or I'll take a sheep.
But I kind of would like goats more.
On Father's Day I decided that despite being cold, windy and misting rain, that we would all go to the zoo because it was a free entry day and we are broke. So I had no other Father's Day plans.
We went and I have to say this about the Duluth Zoo- for a few years there is was a complete fucking joke. They lost accreditation (and are trying to regain that), it was run by the city (who is run by idiots) and basically... it was like... a dive of a zoo. They had lots of exhibits with just garbage in it and no animals, so we had to tell Olivia that they had invisible donkeys and lions. Seriously. That girl tried so hard to see them but alas... they were never spotted.
This visit was 100 times better than all previous visits. Not only is the entire zoo clean, freshly painted, and doesn't smell like actual shit, but they have REAL animals. I can't think of one area that didn't have animals. But who cares about any of that, because folks? I am a real goat whisperer.
In the farm animal area they have pellets you can feed the goats with. And while there were at least five other people trying to feed goats.... they only wanted me. They knew that I obviously had more goat feeding skills. I'm certain it's in my nature.
Those goats loved me. I need three. I heard you need a few otherwise they get depressed and can die. I can't have depressed and suicidal goats. What would the neighbors think??