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Probably in a little while, if he had bothered to look, he would have found
the bag and contents, intact, among the goat "pellets" in the back yard.
Ruth
At 11:12 AM -0800 12/31/07, Cuyler Page wrote:
He kept his
>supply, a little plastic bag with 15 tablets, in a hole in a tree in the
>yard. One day, he came home from work to find the goat sitting up in the
>tree. This was not unusual, because the goat often sat in odd high places.
>However the bag was gone from the hole, plastic and all. The goat was as
>normal as ever. Came down for dinner and simply walked around being a
>goat. What was normal was the question.
>
>cp in bc
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