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Gina. ( my sister -in-law is called Gina - for Regina ) I can't resist this one. We or our human kids named the baby goats - about the first ones that I used for the table was triplets called Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail. They were stored in the freezer until the shock wore off. We decided to have one - roasted whole - Came dinner time and Cecily and I crossed our fingers and hoped for the best. The platter was brought out and there was a moment of silence as the kids looked over the kid - then Betty (4 or so) said " Daddy, which one is this?" I said I wasn't sure and that was that. There are a number of ethnic groups that relish young goats and I generally had little trouble selling them. Any not sold at 3-4 months went to the freezer. Boy, the memories that are coming back. Regards Bob Anibal -----Original Message----- From: Gina Cass <[log in to unmask]> To: Multiple recipients of list PARKINSN <[log in to unmask]> Date: Tuesday, September 15, 1998 12:16 AM Subject: Re: Non PD: goats milk >Hi Bob: Oh darn you ATE KIDS? That is terrible. Didn't the neighbors >notice? Oh my, what did you do with all the outer wear? Weren't they a >little tough? Some saved for special events? How did you lure all the kids >to your place? And you took the mother's milk. I don't understand how could >you? > >What? What was that Ken? Oh, Mother goats and kids. They take the milk from >the mother goat and eat the baby goats called Kids? Never Mind. >Dedicated to Gilda Radner. Who knew how to laugh. >TTFN >Gina >