By Georgia Osten
We don’t hide crazy, we parade it right through the middle of town! Our carts were decorated beautifully, the CrystalBeach.com Cart was laden with beads, doggie treats, koozies and candy. Cathie drove, Sherry rode shotgun and The Cat in the Hat rode in the back. The Crab Fest Raffle cart was loaded down with goodies as well, Vicky drove, Jan Ann rode alongside and Marcelle took care of the back seat.
We stashed two boxes of beads under the back seat just in case we were running low. About midway, those boxes were needed to replenish our supplies. We had just enough beads to make it to Cobb’s and had already run out of koozies. One whole gallon bag of doggie treats were thrown out along the way to all the canines in the audience, along with one goat!
Don’t get me wrong, there were plenty of “old goats” out there, but only one real Billy Goat.
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[3-4-2019]
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Goats name is Jimmy! He is a neighbor of mine and a popular fixture down in Seivers Cove.
The first parade for most in our party and too, too long a time for me. Got hubby convinced to spiffy up the golf cart for next year. Everyone had such a great time!