Janice and the Goat

When the family would get together, they would often tell stories, about the family.
There was one I recall, it was about my sister Janice and my brother Les.
It seemed dad had a goat, given to him and this goat only had three legs. Dad thought the goat would make a good pet for the kids, but it turned out the goat wasn’t as friendly as dad thought. Even though he had three legs, he still could run very fast and he would chase everybody and try to butt them with his head.
Janice was extremely scared of him and he knew it.
Every time he would see Janice, he would take out after her and she would run like crazy, in the opposite direction.
One day when they were getting off the school bus, she asked the other kids if the goat was around , but no one saw him.
As they were walking home, out of nowhere that old goat appeared, when Janice, saw him she started running and the goat was right behind her . She ran all the way to house just screaming.
One evening she was in the kitchen setting the table for supper, my brother Les opened the screen door and let the goat in.
Les watched Janice as she turned around, saw the goat, and started running around kitchen table with the goat behind her, she was yelling and screaming at Les that she was going to kill him when she got hold of him.
She ran upstairs into a room and shut the door and just as the door closed the goat hit the door with a bang.
It was a short time afterward mom had dad get rid of the goat .


By Vivin Foote
Nov.1 2009