Something unusual occurred.
The goat stood beside me today during a particularly muddy patch.
He said nothing sarcastic.
Nothing sharp.
He simply said, “Ground’s soft here.”
He was correct.
I adjusted.
We walked side by side for several paces.
Silence.
Not awkward.
Just… neutral.
Perhaps rivalry has seasons too.
Official Statement:
“Even tension evolves.”
Respect. The. Hair.
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