I killed a goat once...
M’kay so one time, my da decided we were going to raise goats, so he went out and got six of them. The one was really small and after a few weeks, stopped walking and eating. She was sick, and I was stuck taking care of them because my da had to go out of state for work. So I decided I would take her outside to the yard and see if she would do anything. She flipped out and started screaming and waddling around on stiff legs and so I’m just kinda like “okay you’re not dying today.” So I walk her back to the barn and she stops walking, so I pick her up to carry her in the barn and I get two steps in the barn and she just kinda flOPS OVER AND DIES AND I DIDN’T KNOW SHE DIED SO I SET HER DOWN TO OPEN THE GATE AND LOOKED AT HER AND REALISED SHE DIED AND I WAS HOLDING A DEAD GOAT AND I STARTED FREAKING OUT AND CRYING AND I CRIED FOR 20 MINUTES BEFORE I CALLED MY MUM AND TOLD HER AND SHE CAME OUT AND SHE JUST KINDA WATCHed me cry until my grandparents got there and my grandpa just came into the barn, picked up the goat and tossed it in the back of his truck and walked out and my grandma just kinda hugged me and told me that it happens and they called my da and told him and he called me and told me he knew she was going to die. My grandparents took the goat and got rid of her body and I just kinda sat in the barn for a couple hours before i could go inside and then my brother told my sister and it was just a big mess
