Entrant's Name
Rachel

City
Petaluma

A little about my entry...
Gary the goat considered himself the unofficial mayor of the farm. Every morning, he stood by the fence, overseeing his “kingdom” - the barn, the grass, and the occasional lost duck.

Today, he had serious business: staring dramatically at the wetlands like a philosopher. “One day,” he thought, “I shall venture beyond this fence.”

A gust of wind rattled the gate. Gary took a step back.

“Maybe tomorrow,” he muttered, trotting off to steal some hay instead.