Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Basil's Brother-in-law's Goat

White Trash Wednesdays

You might know that Basi'ls wife got her some goars goats last year. Or late the year before, I'm not sure which.

anyhow, his brother0-in-klaw got him some goats too, recently. But he aint'g ot gut but one now. One of his goats went missing.

I tried to tell him what happened to it, but he didn't think we knew what we was talking about ... and since he really is such a nice guy, I didn't have the nerve to argue with thim and confi convince him I knowed what I was talking about.

You see, I'm from the low=lying area of Georgia, same as Basil. And Basil's moved off to a little higher elevation. Up above the Fall Line. If you dont' know what the fall line is ... go look it up. The point is that Basil's place is a bit higher elevation than where I'm from.

So anyway, I was visiting with Basil recently, and went walking out in the woods with oneof his son-9in-laws. I forget which one ... I can't hardly tell them apart. Except one needs to shave and the other wishes he needed to shave.

Anyhow, we was walking otu out in the woods with one of them fellows ... we didn't have much to drink. Not more than we could carry anyway. And we run across this hole in the ground in a little clearing in the woods not far from Basil's brother-in-law's place.

We went over and looked at that hole and saww it was real deep. We weren't sure just how deep it was.

We talked about it for a bit, trying to figure out if it was a well someone had dug, or just something that opened up, or what.

He suggested we drop a rock and see how long it took to hear it hit. so we did.

Never heard a sound.

So, we dropped a bigger rock. Nothing.

We kept lookin for bigger and bigger rocks, dropping them in, waiting, and hearing nothing.

Finally, over at the edge of the woods I found a railroad tie. Now, I don't know if you ever seen a railroad tie. But they's a huge peice of wood, sqaured off, that is used to mount railroad tracks to. Some calls them cross-ties. I calls them railroad ties. Anyway, they're big and heavy.

So, me and the fellow thought we'd drop it in, figuring it'd make some noise.

Just as soon as we dropped it, we heard a noise alright.

But it wasn't from the hole. It was from the woods close by.

This goat some running out of thw woods at a pretty fast clip, making the gosh-awfulest racket you ever heard. That goat come right at us ... went right past us ... and doggone if it didn't jump headfirst into that hole.

Me and the other guy just stood there looking at one another, not sure what all we had just seen ... but we saw it nonetheless.

In a couple of minutes, Basi'ls brother-in-law come running out of thw wood, asking if we'd seen his goat. Seems he had taken them out to the edge of the woods to eat the weeds ... and had taken one of them back to the pen, and was missing the other.

We told him about the goat that come a running and jumped into the hole int he ground.

"No, can't be him," he told us. "My goat was chained up to a railroad tie."


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