Nothing like a sister's love

I rolled into work about 5 am Tuesday and got on Facebook, as one does. My sister, who is in Ohio and 5 hours behind in time, started chatting to me immediately, telling me about how my city-living parents bought a goat and were going to turn our big lovely porch into a goat stable. I believed it for two days until my dad today had to tell me to read my sister’s blog. Read the story here!

I even tweeted about it:

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