Our Pet Goat Story: A Cautionary Tale

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Say hello to our new pet goat, Rockabilly. Yup, we adopted a Saanen pet goat from a local feed store. I was going through, minding my own business, when I saw this loner standing in the middle of the animal corrals. I should have known he was trouble when I saw him do five straight shots of alfalfa with nary a chaser. I was blind to the obvious signs of trouble.

living with a goat

I asked the feed store maiden, “What's the deal with this pet goat?” The second sign I should have noticed was the hastily thrown together ‘opportune' response.

crazy goat

An All-too Opportune Pet Goat

“HIM!?” she asked, pointing at my future nightmare. “Well…he's, um, free. Yeah. He's an adoption pet goat. Sweeeeeetest little guy. Just needs a good home with a handsome young man such as yourself.” Her attempt to convince me to take the goat was about as thinly veiled in deceit as the hag handing over an apple to Snow White.

My response was one of calculated measure and foresight. “Get me the leash. I'll load him myself.”

As I am not one to adopt a pet goat and let it go running around my property naked, I bought it clothes. Something fitting to his character. “A spiked collar will do,” I said to myself as I imagined walking my goat through the neighborhood with my family dog. I would be the talk of the town (well, country road).

So, that's where it must have started. He got a big pet goat head. He was promptly named “Rockabilly” the pet goat. Coming up with that took me as long as it took to properly hashtag his first Instagram photo. But the little bastard thought from that point on that he was ordained by God to be the pet goat incarnate version of Billy Idol.

Chelsea said he did sort of look like Billy Idol, but I think she was drinking a thimble or two of wine at the time.

two pet goats

Lesson Learned: Goats are Pack Animals

We get home and, yes, a walk through the neighborhood was had. Not easy, as goats don't tend to follow the “heal” and “stay” commands. A few weeks later we got Rockabilly a pet goat friend, because he was lonely. Another Saanen we named Gruff (as in the fable of the billy goats and the bridge troll).

obnoxious goat

Unsupervised Pet Goats will Act like Children

On May 1st, we left Gruff and Rockabilly alone on the farm while we went on our road trip. They and the chickens would be looked after by Opa (grandfather Day) every day to make sure a mountain lion or Phoenix didn't come eat half of them.

It didn't take long.

A few days of merry bliss, seeing the sights of the American west, camping in places with no cell service, no civilized distraction. Then, a text came through from my neighbor.

“Hey neighbor. Caught your pet goat standing on Chelsea's car using it as a ladder to eat the tree. I scared him off as soon as I approached the fence.”

I thanked him and continued with our voyage. “Surely the goats will stop. The neighbor caught them in the act. They'll know better now”” I treated it with the same intelligence as the parents of Tom Cruise's character in Risky Business.

damage from goat

A Pet Goat can be Pretty Destructive

In the end, our little car was treated with the same reverence. The only difference is it's our little family Hyundai…not a Porsche. After trying to wash off the damage, it was assessed by a trusted body shop at about $600.

The little bastards did a Kevin Bacon on our car when we were gone. What do I mean by this? Watch Footloose and wait for the “angry dance.”

And when we got back, do you think there was some sort of guilt in their eyes? NO! Just a look that said, “What? I'm Rockabilly. It's what I do. I throw TVs through hotel windows.”

What a dick.

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