ON A ROOF REDUX
COOMBS, British Columbia: Ruminants in high places amuse me, from South African tower-goats to Norwegian billies cropping an exhibition hall and the elusive reindeer on a second-story porch.
Rumor has it that the Old Country Market boasts a whole attic paddock. I am beside myself with excitement. The untutored eye might assume I'm napping while my colleague navigates snowy mountain passes. But no, I am tightly coiled, ready to commando-roll from the rental and capture the grazing craziness.
Except the fair-weather flock isn't in. And the sod roof so full of promise with its hut and fences will remain empty until March.
First no surfing and now AWOL goats? "What next?" I growl.
Only the region's largest storm in a decade...