MAGOO AND THE GREEN GOO
Lately Magoo has been slowly transitioning to a solid diet. This of course means tasting every green, and sometimes brown, plant in the yard. Here at the B&B there are plenty of options to choose from. We know he likes petunia flowers, willow leaves and especially apricot tree leaves. He has also demolished some sweet potato vines. We really don’t know what else he has tried, but one day recently he was looking a little bleak and wobbly, along with grinding his teeth (which we are told goats do when in pain). Previously he had been sucking dry a liter of milk replacer in about two minutes, but now he didn’t even want to look at the bottle. Could he have miraculously weaned himself in 3-4 days? The bloated belly and runny poop on the walkway indicated an alternate prognosis however – not to mention to mention the green barf that suddenly was showing up in various locations.
It was at this time that three thirty-something couples from Chicago came to the B&B for a weekend getaway. They were immediately enamored by Magoo (must be his good looks - or maybe the fact that he greeted them by jumping in our guest Dina's car as soon as she opened the door). I must admit, he is rather cute – at least when he is clean. Well, our guests decided to enjoy a campfire at the fire pit after sunset as it was a beautiful autumn evening. Magoo immediately joined the festivities and had his first introduction to fire, which immediately captivated him. At one point he stuck his nose into the smoke about five inches from the flames. “Hack, Hack, Hack” snorted our fearless ruminant before one of our guests pulled him from an unintended barbeque. Perhaps fear would be a good thing though if you are goat at a campfire, especially if you are stumbling about due to intestinal distress. Fortunately for Magoo, our guests kept him safe until the embers died down as he wobbled about.
By morning, Magoo was still feeling a bit queasy. It's not clear what he ate, but apparently it didn’t agree with our hero's gut. Just prior to sitting down to breakfast, our guests were assembled on the grass near the deck visiting and admiring Magoo, who was standing on the deck. Magoo of course, has impeccable timing, because it was at this time that he decided to let loose a steady stream of green goo, shaking his head while barfing, thus ensuring maximum flinging distance. Such unseemly behavior for our young ambassador! But wait – once wasn’t enough. He let loose again! The crowd fell silent. “Magoo!", I thought, “That is a horrible way to greet our guests.” Fortunately however, our guests were accommodating and forgave Magoo his bad manners.Our guests went on to enjoy their breakfast anyway and I got to clean the deck. Magoo has recovered and is now feeling his normal perky self. His ambassadorship however is on probation!