My Goats Are Heathenish?

The other morning at the gym, a woman asked me where I worked. I told her about farming, raising goats and making soap. She got all serious when I told her I had 20 Oberhasli dairy goats. She asked me if I knew that goats were evil. I get asked silly questions on a daily basis. Like, do goats eat garbage? I thought this was another silly question.

I told her that goats are not evil, they just have their own plans. She gets more concerned, "Your goats will go to hell when Jesus returns. The shepherd will separate the sheep from the goats. He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left. The goats will be headed for eternal damnation."

My goats can be stubborn at times but they are not going to hell. I told her I'd talk to them about getting saved. If they agreed, I'd baptize them in the plastic swimming pool that I use for young waterfowl. She looked at me like I was the crazy one. Whatever!

I started researching this when I got home. I guess goats are considered evil because they are ornery and do their own thing. Sheep are gentle and obedient, they follow the rules. I thought God loved all creatures when he crammed them into Noah's Ark. Why did he allow the goats on board if they were Satan?

The reason I like the goats so much is probably because I'm so hard headed too. I can't tell you how many people have told me I'm hard headed, ornery, difficult and disobedient- especially my father. My dad was a general in the Air Force and I think he expected me to obey to him like a soldier. I think there were times when he wanted to throw me across the room when I'd look at him and say "NO!". Not many people in his life told him "no" and this would make him livid. "Why can't you just mind?", he'd asked me. "Because I have my own mind." was my response. Still today, my husband says my favorite word is "no".

I could never be a sheep, I cannot follow someone else. Guess that means I'll see ya in hell my little goaties! I'll be dancing with Pan, playing my flute.