...but this post isn't it. Continuing the theme from yesterday, where Our Hero was being a Heater-of-Goats (one of my Indian names), we appear to have had some success in getting a self-centered member our welfare class to assume responsibility for their wanton sexual behavior... i.e., Bubba's mother came looking for him. Probably because her udders hurt, because she just assumed that Bubba was going to be like most men and just make her teats hurt. So here's a pic of the young sleepyhead...