"I'm
a goat in the Chinese horoscope," she said, "and Taurus in
the zodiac. Lots of horns." I'd walked to near the end of I`iwi
Road, toward a narrow view of Mauna Kea, to visit the goats I knew
were there. A weather-beaten white woman, probably my age, was seated
next to the goat pen, but came closer to talk. She communicates
directly with them. Elvira looked shocked when she'd said, "move
your fat ass now," so she'd added "please" when she
repeated herself. Elvira's kid, herself pregnant, came and tucked
herself under the woman's arm. "She's my lap goat, very loving."
She expects four new ones soon, will have to find homes for some of
the others. She really loves these animals. Nothing better than
companionship.
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