My Unexpected Goat Roommate

Okay, so I rented out my guest house on Airbnb for the weekend, right?

The guest shows up—super normal, quiet guy. Harmless. Day 1: All is fine.

Day 2: I get a call from my neighbor: “Uh, there’s a goat in your backyard.”

I think he’s joking. But no—I come home and there’s a full-sized GOAT wearing a TUTU just chilling on

my lawn. I knock on the guest house door, and the guy answers wearing a wizard

robe, totally unfazed. He just says, “Oh yeah, that’s Kevin.

He’s house-trained.” Kevin. The GOAT. But wait—it gets worse.

That night I hear music. I look through the window and this dude is hosting