Sue (Kevin's mom) and I decided to go for a bike ride. We were headed down a small hill from their house when Sue noticed something behind us...a white blur. Baxter you might think? Nope. A big white goat. With a broken red leash. And it was pacing us! I slowed down a bit (I think Sue speeded up) and that goat was keeping up. Clip clop clip clop. I was trying to figure out what to do when the big white goat stopped on a dime. A big black horse had approached the road from a side pasture and met eyes with the goat. As we kept riding, I looked back to see what would happen. They stared longingly at each other for quite some time. Eventually the horse broke the gaze, and Sue and I rode away. When we returned to that fated place, we saw a big white goat tied up to someone's house with a brand new blue leash.
This isn't the actual goat. This was a goat that chased me in Greeley. Is it me?
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