Frozen goat bodies. true story.

Once a hint of Spring shows its pretty face people come out from hiding.  All of a sudden colton's population goes from 0-25 instantly!  Bikes, runners, strollers, kids, bbqs, and teens all outside.  Where were they all winter? 

I made my way over to the Jackson's and got a dose of some social interaction.  How I have missed being human. 
Mrs. Jackson is just too fun to chat with.  We talk on her back porch.  Her chickens are walking freely around, some tripping over little Drew (or should I say Drew tripping over them), her kids are shirtless and doing flips on the 2 huge trampolines she has lined up next to each other.  Bisquit, the dog, is chewing up a box and I am trying to avoid stepping in chicken poop while I reach to keep drew from being pecked to death.
Our conversation went from "which chicken would you kill and eat first in a crises" to Mrs Jackson telling me about a family in town that killed their young goats and froze them in their freezer.  Suddenly my mind jumps to a recent Dateline I saw while running on my treadmill.  She continues to tell me the goats were killed and just stuffed in the freezer whole.  I had to wrap my mind around it. 
"Like bodies in a freezer?"
"yes" she says.
"so they just killed the goats and then put the entire goat in the freezer."
"Oh yes" she says matter of factly.

I think I had a little barf come up in my mouth at that moment.  We both sat in silence and stared at the shirtless country boys bouncing on the tramps.

"so.... how about that trampoline?" I said akwardly. and it ended there.