Raising her binoculars, Aggie peered at the house. What were they doing over there? Muttering, she shuffled closer. A car meandered by; Aggie swiftly shifted focus, pretending to look at her bird feeder. No birds fluttered there, she could never remember to put out darn food.
As soon as the car passed, she swung back to the house across the street. The view provided was straight on. From behind it she could hear shouts and thuds. Hoots followed louder bangs. And, baaaa?
A goat darted around the house directly for Aggie. Screaming erupted as the new neighbors scrambled after it.
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