"Why do you have a goat in your living room, Frank?"
"Well, you know how many archived files I have from over the years. I didn't want to lug em' out to the curb and try to find somebody to take them."
"So?"
"I got me Old Tessie here. She'll eat all the file boxes one, two, three! and then I'll sell her to the zoo."
"I see. But, Frank, I think maybe ...."
"Maybe what? It's a brilliant idea! Get rid all the old stuff one, two, three!"
"Sure. But, Frank...."
"But Frank, what?! "
"But, Frank, not only is your carpet full of one and two!, but I think old Tessie three! is anorexic!"
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Anybody want to buy a goat cheap? She's on special this week.
Old Tessie was the subject of my weekly submission to the Friday Fictioneers but now fortunately she's enrolled in an Eating Disorders Clinic and doing quite well, except she can't keep down tin cans as yet. Click here to see what the other Fictioneers wrote about Old Tessie, although I doubt they named her Old Tessie or even bothered to clean up after her.
One, two, three!, I'm gone!
