A little food and hugs and he was fine: named him Tiger.
Now he was playful, and just LOVED to stick his paw thru a small hole in the barn wall to mess with the goats.
Goats; being as curious as cats, would go to sniff the paw and then they'd get smacked in the nose for their effort!
EllieMae did NOT like this, and one day; when Tiger was prancing thru the goat area like it was his own; he was chased behind a 2' * 2' piece of plywood that was leaning against the wall.
Now goats ain't dumb, by ANY means. EllieMae sized up the situation, rared back and head butted that wood smack into the wall: with Tiger squished in the middle!
I thought I'd find a dead cat when I went to check; but he staggered out in a daze.
He NEVER went around them goats again!
LOL goats can hurt you bad....