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Back in the day, more than a few university employees and August town/Hermitage residents allowed their goats to roam the campus and eat good grass snd anything else in sight fi free.

This was despite all the cattle traps at Mona's many entrances. Sometimes the goats were nothing but a bloody nuisance.
Some of the rural students who lived in Chancellor Hall settled the score more than a few times. They would announce a curry goat dinner for Sunday - tief a goat, clean, season, cook and serve.
No one would own up - but for at least three to six months after such an event, you would not see a goat anywhere on the campus.

Circa early 90's I was sitting with my only Uncle in Newcastle when he fell out of his chair in the middle of the news cast. In the middle of a story about goat thieves caught in St. Bess they showed the scene on screen. On a Sunday afternoon the out of town thieves had 4 goats in the back of their car dressed in shirts like lil children. But what got my Uncle laughing was the even but caps on 2 of the goats with one cap of course turned backwards for di rudebway effect.

In reply to Chrissy

Went to the roti shop. Ordered goat roti with extra pepper.

When I got home, it turned out to be a shrimp roti with no pepper.

Talk about teef!

It tasted good though.

In reply to Brerzerk
Bwaaaaah.
Thieves stole my brethren’s car and packed it wid goats they stole in St Caths. A friend found the car parked in the Anglican Church Yard in the middle of the week.

In reply to VIX
Heheheheh dem sell goat curry in T& T?

In reply to Chrissy

What?!

Of course! Its a staple.

But it's made differently from the Jamaica style.

In reply to Chrissy

This one may have you rolling on the floor laughing

In reply to Chrissy

Great story Chrissy. Mona was a magical place.

My story is a goat meat story not a goat thief story.

My Jamaican brethren in Trinidad was desperate for some curry goat. He was a country man who knew about ram goat and could tell it by smell. He wanted ram goat not she goat. He went to a market where a vendor was selling goat meat.

"Do you have any female goat meat?"
"Yes", the vendor replied using his hands to show the meat on the counter. "All of this is female goat."
"Is a pity", my brethren said. I really wanted male goat.
"Oh, then why yuh didn't say dat. This part over here is male."

In reply to Chrissy

Don’t know if this qualifies, but I worked with a Jamaican brethren back in the ‘80s and he said certain Jamaican goat herders would place the nanny goat at the edge of a cliff and put the hind legs in his long boots!

In reply to StumpCam

No, man I hear seh when man teef cow in Westmoreland the put two pairs ah wata-boot on the cow but backwards then lead him away to confuse the farmer

In reply to Headley

Too good

In reply to Brerzerk & StumpCam
Deading wid laff

In reply to VIX
All dem years I lived in T& T mi nebba had curry goat.
Do z’t eat it here because I gave up red meat and pig back in 79.

I now hear meat eating is directly linked to prostate cancer! Every day it's a new thing!