Our B.V.I. Adventure

Now that all of our company is gone, the house is quiet.  Eerily quiet.

Just the other night Michael and I were sitting on the couch watching a bowl game (or some other nonsense) when we heard the sound of shuffling feet.  It sounded like it was coming from upstairs...

But when we went upstairs to check it out, the sound was coming from downstairs.  Confused, we turned on all of the lights hoping to catch a glimpse of who or what was making this noise.

Nothing. We didn't see anyone or anything.  Could it be...a ghost???

We tried to go to sleep, but then we heard it again.  Milly heard it too and started to bark - the shuffling feet sounds were getting louder.  This time the motion sensor light in our driveway came on.  Michael went to the window at the top of the stairs, but didn't see anything.  He double-checked all of the locks and tried (unsuccessfully) to go back to sleep. 

We tossed and turned all night, waiting for the next creepy sound.  We may have slept a total of five hours combined, before morning came.

The next night as we were locking up the house, we heard the sounds of shuffling feet again.  Michael ran outside and there was our mysterious ghost!  Face to face, the two stood there in the driveway.  Michael yelled for me to grab the camera...we needed photographic evidence!  But by the time I got there, the ghost was gone. 

I asked Michael, "WHAT WAS IT!?!?" 
His reply:  "Our ghost is a GOAT!!!!"

I couldn't believe it.  We lost a precious night's sleep because of a goat!?!?  We have seen our fair share of free-roaming goats on Tortola...it makes sense looking back on it.  What fools are we?

If there's something strange in your neighborhood...who you gonna call? GOAT busters!