Living out in the country there is not much sets off our motion detectors on our front porch. So it was curious when, sitting on my sofa Sunday night, I caught the lights flicking on out of the corner of my eye.
My other half was in the kitchen and I asked him to take a peak. A moment later, I heard him say with surprise, “It’s a goat!”.
I came over and sure enough, there were a small goat looking into our windows out in the freezing temperatures. I quietly slipped outside and it showed no fear. A moment later, it confidently ambled up the steps and joined me as I sat on the steps.
My mind flashed back to a post on our community’s social media page that someone found a goat just like this one, along with it’s guardian livestock dog, out on a dirt road. But it had been found.
Or….possibly it got out again.
So after a quick friending on Facebook and a DM later, the goat family was on their way. Mouse Track, as I would later learn her name was, and I got along famously. I lead her to our garage and brought her in. My husband brought out a few planters of our cat’s oat grass for her to munch on to pass the time. She had the most gentle way and soft eyes that cautiously trusted.
The family soon pulled up and after a few handshakes and introductions, we reunited all. And little Mouse Track lovingly saw her human, gently head butted her and immediately went to sleep with her head pressed to her human’s leg. This goat was certainly well-loved and cared for. Another human scooped her up and loaded her into the truck carrier and off they went.
Who knows what we will find the next time the porch light turns on!