Yesterday was stressful here in the Treehouse.

The day before yesterday was stressful here in the Treehouse.

The day before the day before was — well, you get the idea.

For many reasons (all of them stressful) at 8:30 last night, I had no MBOB in the pipeline.

That’s not good.  But yesterday morning Michellc had posted a family story on the open thread that was a mailbox and an old barn if I’ve ever seen one.   I asked her to contact me at the CTH and she has given me permission to share it as today’s MBOB.

Mailboxes and Old Barns,  for our purposes, are just those markers along the waysides of life that sort of stick in our memories and make us smile or perhaps get a bit sentimental, many, many years after the fact–because of what it meant at the time and because of who was involved.

The story Michellc told will stick in her family’s memory — there’s no doubt about that. How long it is before it’s funny to everyone involved–well, let us know, Michellc!

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 The MBOB from Oklahoma

 The Goat That Ate The Rope

by Michellc

I think sometimes God injects some humor into our lives when we need it. Okay maybe God had nothing to do with this and maybe my humor comes at the expense of others but it just made my whole day and something that will bring me much humor for years to come.

I go downstairs to put some laundry in the washer and hear a heck of a commotion outside.

Dogs barking, my husband, daughter and her fiance yelling and what sounds like a very large goat baaing.

I look out and there is a huge billy goat out there, I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a huge goat.

DH, Daughter and her fiance are trying to capture this huge goat who doesn’t want to be caught.

I run back in and grab the camera, just in case I get senile and forget this show.
They’re trying to corner him and he gets away.

They try to run and tackle him and miss. I ask, “Does anyone know where this goat came from?”

I get yelled at, “No, but it looks like some idiot tied a rope around its neck and it ate through it.”

About this time, the idiot comes up the drive in a truck. It’s our neighbor down the road. He bought the goat at an auction last night to eat weeds. So now there are four trying to catch the goat and I’m laughing so hard that it’s really hard to keep recording.

DH yells out, “Did you ever think a rope might not be the best idea to tie a goat up with?”

Neighbor, “I do now. Thank God ya have goats that he heard or who knows where it would have went.”

Daughter yells out,  “Well, I got girls in heat … if he gets over that fence you’re going to have a dead goat so you might not want to be so thankful.”  This, mind you, all is going on while they’re all still running, leaping, cornering and the goat trying to run them over or trying to butt them.

Fiance yells “I’ll be right back” and comes back with the shepherd’s hook(which is just basically a really long cane).
DH yells “His neck is too big to hook him with that.” Then DH says,  “I’m getting my rope and see if I can rope him.” After several attempts he manages to rope it, but the goat freaked out and took off running like a deer and the sudden movement caught him off guard and pulled the rope out of his hand.

Fiance runs to grab rope off the ground and before anyone could warn him, the goat turns and butts him in the butt throwing him through the air. I’m crying now and everyone besides fiance is doubled over with laughter.

Fiance doesn’t find this too funny as he lands face down in a cow patty. He gets up with nasty poop all over his face and yells at me,  “Are you going to stand up there all day laughing or are you going to help?” I prefer the laughing, thank you very much.

Billy goat about this time finally figures out — hey, there are some pretty ladies over in that pasture and runs for the fence, daughter grabs the rope in time and keeps him from going through it.

I get poop thrown at me, but I’m still pretty good at dodging flying objects.

Goat is manhandled by three men, thrown in a cage in back of truck.

Neighbor says damn goat is going back to the auction next Friday and apologizes for the trouble.

I tell him “No problem, I got the best laugh I’ve had in a long time, that people would pay for this kind of entertainment.”

I pretty much get glared at.

I guess they’ll have to wait and watch the video before they can see the entertainment value.

Love me an Oklahoma Treeper.  Thanks, Michellec and family.