Saturday, June 07, 2008

Life in a small town

On Wednesday afternoon:

"Police Department."

"Hello. I'm calling with an animal control report."

"Yes m'am?"

"There are two goats hanging out in front of our house." I give the address.

"I'll let him know." Without so much as a lilt in her voice, because ... well, apparently she hears this kind of thing a lot.

"Okey Doke."

"Bye."

"Bye."

1 comment:

Sara said...

Oh! That is funny! At least they weren't rabid raccoons!