I´ll make it short for your house resort.
There was once a grandmother(may she rest in peace)
She had a goat, my mother and her brother loved to play with.
One day the goat dissapeared!
My mother asked grandma where the goat went,
and as a good mama, she told my mama that the goat was in God hands.
Later on my mama found the goat in her belly…..what a disgrace grandmother!
I know you´re living the life UP there, love ya.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.