I have a fleece pullover that I got who knows where. I am sure it was a gift from someone. I affectionately refer to it as "The Goat" which really doesn't make sense since fleece is actually from sheep. I guess I call it that because it is a gray fleece, which for some reason always reminds me of goats. My wife liked my Goat so much that she kept stealing it and wearing it. Which is not such a big deal except that I was freezing to death in the process. So, I bought her her own Goat. Hers is black, though, so I guess it is of the mountain goat variety or something.
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