The Goat Story

My roommate Anna told me this true tale of caprine mischief the other day:
Apparently while home in Edinburgh for the weekend, Anna was up in her room when she heard a huge crashing sound. She thought it might be her mother dropping some pans in the kitchen or something, but then she heard her brother shout "F*#@ OFF!!" She went downstairs to find a goat had broken in to the house (if you can say that about a goat). The goat proceeded to run around the house, pee and crap on her brother's bed, resist capture and head-butt anyone who came too close. Anna also noted that the goat smelled horrendous, even for a goat. A local farmer who came by to help even commented on the smelliness of the goat, which is pretty impressive for a farmer to call something smelly. Anna's dad eventually had to get the goat out by luring it out the gate (apparently the goat would follow people around) and shutting and locking it behind the goat. All this was a lot funnier with Anna telling it, especially with her Scottish accent, but I thought it was hilarious!!