Rare are the times one glances out the window of a city bus and spots a goat on the hood of a Ford Minivan. Unless that bus happens to be meandering through the backroads of West by-God Virginia, or, apparently, Seattle, Washington.
The goat was on the sidewalk when I first spotted him, and he jumped on the minivan as the bus rumbled by. I sure hope it was his van.
I use the male pronoun for the goat only because it had relatively large horns. Everyone knows that gender is a societal construct, though, at least everyone in
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