13 Griffin Way, Saturday Morning

[tyler_back]

One second, Tyler was having an ordinary Saturday morning. He'd gone for a run, showered, and was rummaging around in the cabinet for coffee filters

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[memberslonely]

It was a tired and yawning Lindsay who padded downstairs this morning to get the coffee going.

To her credit she didn't freak out when she saw the goat in the kitchen.

"Wonderful," she sighed. "Are you Canadian too?"

[tyler_back]

If Tyler were himself, that question would have drawn a what the fuck, Boxer? expression.

As it was, he did look a bit startled. He bleated again, then trotted over to Lindsay and butted his head gently against her knee.

[memberslonely]

"Seriously," she groaned reflexively reaching down to pat Tyler on the head. "I should just turn this place into a petting zoo at some point."

[tyler_back]

Tyler bleated again at that. He was not a pettng zoo, thank you, he was her housemate.

Her very hungry housemate.

He neatly pulled away from her fingers and went to try to open the garbage pail with his teeth. He thought he remembered throwing away some pizza the night before.