The Ever Elusive Goatman

This past Halloween Chuck had an idea to create a pop-up Pumpkin Patch on our property. He send me on a mission to locate pumpkins, and some spooky decorations for the occasion. (FYI You can get really large pumpkins at Aldi for only $1.99 a piece.)

That weekend we made our way there with three good sized pumpkins, and an array of bats,

pumpkins and spiderwebs to create a spooky ambiance for the boys. We arrived a day early to set up the patch. 

At the time our son-in-law was running cattle on the property, and if you know anything about cows, they are extremely curious. While we decorated the area about twenty sets of eyes followed our every move. 

We tried to arrange our pumpkins in the least conspicuous way as possible hoping not to arouse their curiosity even more. After all, a pumpkin is edible, and who knows what a hungry cow might do?

Well to make a long story short, when we arrived the next day we saw that one of the pumpkins had been rolled down the hill a bit, and one other had been pushed aside. All in all, the patch was still in good shape,  but we did get a good laugh imagining the cows having a pumpkin rolling contest!

When our grandsons arrived they were thrilled to see our little Pumpkin Patch, and ran from tree to tree checking out all the different Halloween decorations hanging from the trees.  

It was then that Chuck decided to up the ante with the introduction of the Goatman who mysteriously lived somewhere in the trees found on our land. As he chunked rocks into the bushes he would ask the boys, “Did you hear that?” Remarkably the boys were not the least bit afraid, only enthralled by the idea that a Goatman actually lived on their grandparents’ property. 

Looking for this elusive Goatman has became an actual thing each time we return to the property now.  On a whim I decided that maybe the Goatman needed a name so I told the boys his name was Cabrito , vaguely remembering that Cabrito had something to do with goats in Spanish. 

Chuck decided that the throwing of rocks could be improved upon by using an empty coconut to simulate the sound of hoofs in the distance. My next mission was to pick up a coconut from the grocery store. I wasn’t sure how seasonal coconuts were, but I was successful at finding one at my local Walmart. 

The next time we returned about a week or so later after naming the Goatman, I heard the two year old in the back seat mention something about Brito. Oh my, he’d remembered the name! 

So although, we’ve never actually seen or met Cabrito it appears he is a beloved member of our family now. Leave it to Chuck to make all things fun!