I love goats. When I was young we lived out in the country and my dad was always dragging some sick or baby animal in that he bought at the auction really cheap. One time it was a newborn goat. We raised him on the bottle in the house til we could throw him outside with the dogs. Big mistake. After awhile he thought he was a dog. Was the funniest thing you’d ever seen. Could walk to the back door and call the dogs, look around and you could see Billy jumping through the fields coming home.....following the dogs.
We had another snow white female goat that loved strawberry soda. My dad had a friend that before he came over he’d stop and get one, drink most of it, and before he ever came in the house would go to Snowball’s pen and tilt the bottle up to her mouth and let her drink what was left. I swear she got happy feet and smiled after.
I love goats! Lol
Nice story. Thanks.