A couple of months ago, my neighbor, the bishop, started talking about a goat for a lawn mower. Having known him for 15 years, I knew it was inevitable.Last Saturday, the inevitable came true, he decided to “goat sit” a goat while the goats owners were out of town.Since I have no common sense, I tell him about my experience with goats in Vietnam.In Vietnam, my section had 2 goats, Bonnie and Clyde. Goats are the nastiest animals on the planet. I told the bishop about how I would walk by Clyde, and he would try to butt me, rearing...