Billy
As a young goat, Billy was left with another goat and several chickens in a high school, as part of a senior class prank from one school on another. A concerned person took both goats, but didn’t know how to care for or feed goats. The other goat died of malnutrition. The person keeping them brought Billy to the sanctuary. Billy is a pygmy goat and won’t grow much bigger than he is now. He loves to hang out with our other small goats, Clover, Fern, Anne, and Emmet and Jasper.
When he first came to the farm, he’d shy away when you stretched out your hand to pet him. Now, he’s come to learn that hands mean good things, even when those hands have to stop him from escaping to the pig barn to wriggle through the gate and stuff himself on pig produce. Billy loves to eat pine needles (like most goats), graze through grass in the pasture, and find a place to lay in the sun with his other small friends. He’s a long way from high school and pranks and people who don’t see how sweet and special he is.
