Shooga-Shoogs

Dear Dungarees,

My dreams as a child reached heights unimaginable, seemingly nonexistent to the naked eye, but bursting with magic nonetheless. I couldn’t stop them if I tried. The wind blows her beard in a similar magical way. So unwavering, fierce, and full of promise. Some creatures just walk in the light. God was being fancy when he created this lil goat, Sugar. We can’t get enough of her charm. She is a pack leader nobody expected, shattering every goat glass ceiling. Gawd I hope to be more like Sugar when I grow up.