Mrs.Chad went to JoAnn Fabric this morning for some girly stuff and then stopped at Walmart for cleaning supplies. She's a smart woman and knows better than to ask if I wanted to go. 
When I go to a store, I'm on a mission. I know what I want, grab it, pay and get the heck out. I can spend all weekend at a gun show and an hour at an estate sale, but I hate shopping in a retail store. My dear bride is different. She's very creative and loves to sew, craft, make quilts and do counted cross stitch. Her trips to JoAnn or Michaels can last hours.
It seems I missed out on quite the spectacle today! When Mrs. Chad got home, she told me there were a couple of goats at Walmart. I replied, There's always more than two old goats in Walmart: What's the big deal?
Seems these were real live genuine baby goats - the four legged kind! She said a well dressed couple were walking around the store and each of them was holding a baby goat in their arms. One was asleep and the other one was bleating non-stop. I asked if they were possibly "mental health" animals. Nope... no vests, no diapers - just nekked baby goats! She also told me no one challenged them.
This Walmart has a large grocery section, including a produce area with all types of bulk fruits and vegetables. It's not like we live out in the boonies somewhere. The county we're in fairly affluent and has a population of over a million people. I'm not sure how it's OK to walk around a grocery store with your livestock, but apparently it's OK today.
Personally, I would have said something to the couple. Sometimes I can't help myself...
- Those are some ugly kids you got there!
- That goat meat IS fresher than fresh!
- Looks like one of you has a Faun in your family tree!

Mrs. Chad is glad I wasn't there.

When I go to a store, I'm on a mission. I know what I want, grab it, pay and get the heck out. I can spend all weekend at a gun show and an hour at an estate sale, but I hate shopping in a retail store. My dear bride is different. She's very creative and loves to sew, craft, make quilts and do counted cross stitch. Her trips to JoAnn or Michaels can last hours.
It seems I missed out on quite the spectacle today! When Mrs. Chad got home, she told me there were a couple of goats at Walmart. I replied, There's always more than two old goats in Walmart: What's the big deal?
Seems these were real live genuine baby goats - the four legged kind! She said a well dressed couple were walking around the store and each of them was holding a baby goat in their arms. One was asleep and the other one was bleating non-stop. I asked if they were possibly "mental health" animals. Nope... no vests, no diapers - just nekked baby goats! She also told me no one challenged them.
This Walmart has a large grocery section, including a produce area with all types of bulk fruits and vegetables. It's not like we live out in the boonies somewhere. The county we're in fairly affluent and has a population of over a million people. I'm not sure how it's OK to walk around a grocery store with your livestock, but apparently it's OK today.
Personally, I would have said something to the couple. Sometimes I can't help myself...
- Those are some ugly kids you got there!
- That goat meat IS fresher than fresh!
- Looks like one of you has a Faun in your family tree!

Mrs. Chad is glad I wasn't there.
