Fever Goats

Conjured by sickness and fever, these goats lurk at the corners of consciousness. They plot your doom and bleat grim prophecy. They speak in the voice of William Shatner.
Weird or what!?

Last night as I doth twisted amongst my bed-clothes, the fever goats did come, not as nannys but as harbingers of my mortal demise.
-Edgar Allen Poe

by fevergoat December 29, 2011