Friday, December 26, 2008
The Goat Who Locked Herself In The Truck: A Christmas Story
Dr. Gollum and my brother gathered up three baby goats to show my mother. My husband put the little black goat, Blink, inside the truck, then he started back to the barn to pick up the new kids. Behind him, he heard a click. Blink was standing in the side window. She'd apparently hit the automatic lock with her hoof. With the key in the ignition.
Dr. G and Brother G brought the kids to the house and started looking for a spare key. Meanwhile, I called OnStar.
Only it wasn't like in the commercials. They didn't rush to open the door. The OnStar account wasn't in my name, so they wouldn't talk to me. They wanted the doctor, and they wanted his blood type before they'd beam down Scotty.
Meanwhile, the baby goats were bleating and carrying on. "Tell her it's a goat emergency," I said, peering out the window at the truck. The goat stared back at me through the windshield.
Wink and Nod curled up in my mother's lap...
and took a long winter's nap.
On-Star unlocked the doors, and Dr. G ran down to the truck to rescue Blink. Baaaa!
Blink settled down, too.
Here's my brother--these are his goats.
It wouldn't be a Gollumy Christmas without some sort of excitement, but this one had a happy/funny ending.