My goats have always been sweet and loveable, but they were babies when I got them, so they seek positive attention. They are masters at exploiting any weakness or hole in the fence, though, even if only to stand on the other side of it. They got out onto the ROW of the interstate one morning and almost gave me heart failure.
We had goats, and the litte imps studied us and were just darling, got into a lot of trouble. We lost one, and after hearing some noise in the barrel full of corn, found her. I don’t see how she survived. Yes, they were pigmies. Imps, each and everyone of them. I cried, when we gave them to a neighbor, who wanted them and raised them....for sale. I was upset over that.