(Photo Credit: Randy Mazie)
The intriguing appearance of the intrepid goat induced a degree of curiosity hitherto unknown amongst the locals. At times standing shock still as if deeply analysing the epitaph, while at others delivering exactly three knocks of ascending proportions with its horns, to the tombstone, the antics of the goat was bewildering.
Freudians, Jungians and self-acclaimed Jane Goodalls came in droves only to leave scratching their heads and tugging at their beards.
The mystery of the ‘goat stone’ was finally solved by Parveen who linked the behaviour of the goat to changes in the patch of grass protruding from a crevice.
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The credit for the breathtaking photograph goes to Randy Mazie
What a mystery… love all those experts coming.
All the experts weren’t as smart as the goat 🙂 Loved your story.
Self-acclaimed Jane Goodalls? I like. But I’d have thought the goat was the grave’s inhabitant reincarnated. 🙂
Mmmm. Seems as if the goat is wiser than them all.
Goat knows its priority. Wish humans knew theirs.
A fn story.