Chase Me!
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Just been watching Malcolm in the Middle, when a part of the epsiode’s plot struck a cord: Rhys gets stalked and chased by a goat. So how did it strike a memory?
Our family went sailing on Loch Lomond for many years. Inchtavanach, one of the island of Loch Lomond, had all kinds of wildlife roaming the island, including mountain goats. Most of the time these animals went out of their way to stay away from humans. However, one of them had alternative ideas for amusement. You always knew when the goat was about as people would come screaming through the trees and jump straight into their dinghy, even if it was half way up the beach. A few seconds later the goat would appear and start head butting anything that moved. Sometimes this was accompanied by girlie screams, well only when I was the one being chased!
Seriously, it was pure evil. Even standing up to it was no good, since at some point you had to turn your back to walk away and that’s when he’d pounce - the bast&*d! It wasn’t even any good to climb up something as the sod could climb for Scotland. Probably had something to do with being a mountain goat. If only I could have found the local devil worshippers, they could have been pointed towards the island for a source of props for the next gathering.
