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I 'babysat' a goat for an ex boss once. (No, that's not why he's an ex boss). That darn thing ate EVERYTHING, including the seat belt out of my car. And he was an escape artist too. Chasing a goat down the street at oh dark thirty rates right up there on my least favorite activities. So I'm not a goat fan, unless it's already made into cabrito.
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