The Goat Roper

One night about 2 am we got a call of a loose goat on the highway. We are all thinking what in the world is a goat doing in town. The rodeo is not in town so where did this goat come from.

When the officer arrived at the location and got out of his car that stupid goat attached him. The officer got rammed but not hurt. He headed for his car as fast as he could go with the goat in hot pursuit.

He got on the radio to tell dispatch he needed some assistance with the goat and that it had attached him. That made us think, I bet that is the guard goat at the impound lot of the car dealer. Yep, he had a guard goat we had forgot all about. It would ram people but he figured it was better then a guard dog that would do serious damage but still discourage people from messing around the cars he had towed. That goat did a pretty good job and we did not get theft calls from him and no serious injury. It is kind of hard to complain to the police that a goat rammed you when the goat was behind a locked fence. Why were you in there with the goat?

They tried everything, they waved ropes, they yelled, they waved sticks and that goat was not having anything to do with them telling him what to do.  Finally one of them roped the goat. Yep it still tried to ram him. He ran for the patrol unit still hanging onto the rope. Once he got in the patrol unit the goat was as mild as can be.  The officer started leading the goat with the patrol unit out towards the animal impound lot. The goat followed as mellow as can be behind.

The next week’s paper came out with a picture of the patrol unit leading that goat right through town. Now I know that reported was not out at 2 am on a Wednesday night so I think one of his fellow officers turned the photo in to the paper.  Until the day that officer left town to another job he was “the goat roper”.  I hate to admit it but I don’t even remember his name as to us he was the goat roper.  Doesn’t take much to get you a nick name you will always live with.