The Future Is That Mountain

I dreamt last night that you moved in with your girlfriend. While unpacking in a large, window-filled house, a small (pug sized) three-legged goat with a rainbow colored tuft of hair on its head emerged from within a backpack and started to talk and sing in a highly adorable cartoon voice. You explained that it was your pet goat. What followed was a well choreographed song and dance segment involving you, your girlfriend, and the three legged goat that will likely be burned into my brain forever — Asked by lauramiller