Louise, I'm so sorry. My thoughts are with the Blunderchooks. When I was a kid, a weasle got our two ducks. Just killed them and left them. It tried to get one nasty Barred Plymouth Rock rooster that we had, too (with 1 1/2 inch spur talons) and just got a couple of feathers from him. He was one tough ol' bird. Shelley's idea of a goat sounds good. We had a couple of them when I was a sapling and I was raised on the milk. My brother said that it explains my hard headedness.

You have just explained me to my family, friends, and self. It's all Charley's fault! (Charley's the nanny who kept the critters at bay and provided the great goats' milk.) Who knew it would have character effects??!!!

Unfortunately, that doesn't explain my hardheadedness up to age 25. We'll keep trying to figure that out.

Might have something to do with a temporal distortion or a feedback loop in the time/space continuum. Or that goats are associated with Satan. Dang Beelzebub! Always screwin' with time!

Oh it's gotta be celery time!

I wonder if goats can eat and actually digest celery time.......and do they utilize it all, or do they poop some of it back out???

Another reason for a goatie, Louise. You could then answer Kevin's question.

yAy...goats and satan...yAy

i don't know how to explain it zap, but you have helped to calm my thoughts more than once!

just thought i'd share