The GOAT

Last night we had a goat. The girls spent the entire commutes plugging their noses because, as you may or may not know, goats don't smell good. Especially after they poop. We took the goat (Nillie) for a walk around the neighborhood. Mary did not like it too much because Nillie did not go where she was supposed to. Vittoria was much more excited about it (and about scolding Nillie when she went astray). Then we came home and the girls spent the rest of the night on the computer. The goat was not invited for a picture in the bath tub. This is the best we could do.