Can't look a goat in the eye!

The pictures are from the last big storm and have nothing to do with the posting (I just think Michie is hot stuff)

So once again I (This is Buff) have decided that I have something worthy of posting. Over the Christmas Holiday and beyond I have had several conversations about animals that people could just not eat. I myself am one that would eat just about anything (or is that anybody if you are refering to animals). I often tell Michie that the only pets that I am willing to get are those that can be eaten (they would then have names that would reflect what they will one day become, Hamburger for a cow, Bacon for a pig, and Lamb chops for a sheep. Hungry yet). In America we have that idea that eating any animal that is domestic (cat, dog or maybe ferret) is bad and we often raise farm animals (livestock in the butchering industry) as pets (thus making there meat inedible). I believe the problem people have with eating certain animals has to do with what we associate the animal with not the taste of the meat. I imagine it would be tough to eat lamb if you think of them as cuddle, cute, nursery rhyme characters. I myself can not eat goat, drink goat milk, and struggle with pushing goat cheese past the gag reflex. This has very much to do with what I associate goats with (or who in this case). I can not think of goats with out the image of kittens with ears frozen off, extremely bad muffins, and a certain individual (I will call them Goatee because they very much resemble a goat) that I will not name because I don't want to draw to much attenti0n there way (because I do not condone Goatee's actions in anyway, shape, or form). I know these are strange things to think of when the subject is goats but truly they are what come to mind. I was once involuntarily at Goatee's compound in the middle of winter and we were just coming out of a cold snap. Goatee being a lover of animals (but not in a good way) had several goats, cats, and other edibles. The cat (I believe her name was soda pop) had kittens and I was excited to see the tender morsels. When they emerged from beneath the trailer I was horrified. All the kitten's ears were gone. Goatee said that the cold weather had frozen them off (I can now no long eat cats). Later that same visit Goatee had given us some muffins. The color weight and texture of the muffins were unnerving so we thought we would try to get Goatee's goats to eat one before we tried them. Well none of the goats would go near the muffins and goats will eat anything (this is very telling of the edible nature of the muffins). It was many visits in varying degrees of gore to Goatee's compound that has driven goats from my long list of animals to have over for dinner. So when someone tells me that they just couldn't bring themselves to eat a particluar animal I sympathize thinking there must be a lot of earless kittens out there.