Scott Ferris

Well, I started calling the cell phone, and my sister started calling the cell phone.

It was going straight to voicemail.

I've always worried about him having a heart attack.

I mean, just being somewhere on this property and him have a heart attack.

I was going to start walking down into the woods to see if, you know, he went off down in there.

And then I saw my sister Amanda and my mother standing by the fire.

She goes, has a goat died or anything?

Have you thrown a dead goat?

I'm like, no, I haven't done that.

I said, well, we haven't had any goats to die.

She's like, well, come over here and look at this.

I picked up one little piece.

I turned it and realized it was a skull.

I immediately just set it back down gently.

I said, back up.

I'm calling 911.

You can read my dad like a book.

He's very, very predictable.

He will come in from work.

Usually he will stand in the driveway, smoke a cigarette, and he will go from his bedroom back to the garage, grab a Mountain Dew, grab his briefcase, and go down to the basement in his office.