Goats in da House – why are you here?

The photo accompanying this post provokes immediate laughter from at least three people on the planet. During a recent voyage to east Texas, in search of family gravesites and previously unknown relatives, my sis, nephew, and moi happened to catch the squatters chilling inside, avoiding scattered showers in a small, forgotten Texas town. I don’t remember where we saw the goats, Continue reading Goats in da House – why are you here?