For some reason last night I was trying to figure out a way to tie my mom's baby goats into our wedding and still keep it classy. I pictured outfits and leashes. Maybe some bells. Then I remembered that episode of My Big Redneck Wedding where they had their chickens in the ceremony, then went off to drink homemade wine made from grapes and vodka, have a jello fight in a kiddie pool, an announcement was made over the karaoke machine that Paw's potato salad may have gone bad, and finally she tossed her bouquet made of shotgun shells into a crowd of scantily clad obese women.
Maybe I'm thinking of more than one episode.
Regardless, I can't get over how much I love this photo:Goat butts!
Taken during one of our trips to the beach