Surprise in the alley

When Casey and I pulled into our Oak Park garage after the trip home, we noticed a horse trailer parked directly across from our garage. Not a usual Oak Park sight. Then we heard a whole barnyard full of bleating. Turns out that the women who lives across the alley from us and who also has a farm in North Carolina had just gone up to Minnesota to pick up the beginnings of a new herd of goats. They were going to spend the night in part of the garage. It was noisy enough that she was appropriately worried that the police might show up and find her in violation of some silly ordinance about livestock in garages.