So Farmer Ben called back. I told him about the vet visit. He insists my vet is a quack, he uses the state vet. There was nothing wrong with "those animals". It must have come from my farm......yada, yada, yada.
Well, I introduced ol' farmer ben (doesn't deserve capitals) to the Redheaded Italian Aries. I used all of his lines on him. He was fuming. "You said you wanted me to be happy, right. Make me happy. Come get your animals and give me my money back." "You said you want me to tell everyone how happy I am and where I go my animals, right? Come get your animals and give me my money back and I will keep my mouth shut, cause I am sure you don't want me to tell everyone where I got my sick animals. Craigslist works both ways you know."
When I was done, I walked out to two girls with pillows over their faces laughing their butts off. "Wow, mom. Didn't know you had it in you."
I hope he shows up. I WOULD put an ad on Craigs list if not. I've seen that kind on there. I don't think you can name someone specifically but you can reveal who they are other ways. "The Guy with the Red Chevy Truck on Burton Road" or whatever would identify him pretty well.
I'd make it DOUBLE CHECK WITH YOUR VET BUYING SHEEP and GOATS sold here!
Check for "abscesses" because I just bought a group of animals from ____ and they were all sick! My vet bill came to ________ and they are all older than he said! Now he will not take them back after a verbal agreement that he would.