My brother got his fiance goats for her birthday: Rosie and Victor. They're the really cute small kind that don't get big (note my lack of goat species knowledge). I took Patrick down to visit the goats today and he had so much fun feeding them and trying to pet them.
Rosie sneezed and Patrick thought it was hilarious. He kept giggling and trying to imitate the goat sneezing, it was pretty precious.
Unfortunately, he doesn't understand what "be still and let them come to you" means or "don't be load, you'll scare them away". Almost every time he tried to get close enough to pet them he would jump or scream and they would scamper away.
When it was time to leave, he must have told them, "Bye oat." (bye goat) at least twenty times.
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