Over at Kitchen Bouquet, Suzy is hosting a Flashback Fridays meme, and since I’ve already mentioned the goat my dad once brought home after a drunken card game in a comment to A Woman Of The Soil, I figured I’d let the goat be my flashback.
Basically my dad got drunk at the local boozer and won a goat, so the next morning we woke up to a goat tied to the flagpole in the garden. In the picture you can also see the cage for our angora rabbits.
It says quite a lot about my parents’ garden, I think; we always had animals (beside the dog) of some sort. We’ve had rabbits, chickens, ducks and I even reared 18 pheasants once to be released on my grandfather’s land. (If the pheasants had the good sense to remain on his land they will have lived to a ripe old age, since my grandfather was a terrible hunter.)
Anyway, the picture shows me and my older brother trying to get control of the stubborn goat. As it was, the goat remained with us only for a few days, since my mother was not keen on it. It was given to the local hotel where it spent its last years grazing in the park along two peacocks. Bizarre combination, I know.
For more information on Flashback Fridays, head over to Kitchen Bouquet.