Holy Goat!

I went to a wedding for a couple good friends of mine this weekend.  It was held in a barn in Weston, Mo., which, I must say, is now on the top of my list for a good day trip.

It was a beautiful setting and there was an apple orchard, hay rides, and the following goat:

No, the goat is not in mid-chew.  It really had that big of a overbite that, in golf terms, would be called a slice for its right slant.