I have had it!
I am officially tired of the snow.
I told the publicist in no uncertain maaas it MUST go away.
When she came to our pen I came running.
I had my opinion ready and waiting for her.
In fact I kept my opinion on my face the whole time I was maaaing at her.
She knew EXACTLY how I felt about this cold, white stuff on the ground.
I maaaed to her that she had better get rid of it and get rid of it FAST.
She looked at me and asked just what did I expect her to do.
Well, shovel it or something I maaaed.
I think she is still on the ground laughing.
Is this any way to treat a goat?
