Aw, little goats! Their joyful personalities bring smiles to the hearts of many. Charli Mills challenged us to write aboutThe Littlest Goat this week for the Flash Fiction Challenge at the Carrot Ranch. Great idea!
Daisy did a double-take. The last time she looked, there was straw in the holiday manger. She took pride in making sure the display was neat and tidy Everything looked good except the Baby Jesus appeared uncomfortable without the straw cushion.
On her way back to the barn, she found there was a trail of straw to follow. Upon closer inspection, Daisy noticed wee cloven prints in fresh snow. Ah-ha! Clues as to the likely straw thief. Sure enough, there just inside the barn was Daffy, the littlest of her father’s goats, sound asleep on a bed of straw!