He spent most of his time around the big goat house. I can understand this; to a baby goat it must look absolutely HUGE. He was sniffing around the one side where the door pieces are kept.
Then he snuck under them. Where's Harry?
There he is!
Silly little goat.
Abby was looking for him and went over to check him out and make sure he was OK.
Such excitement for a little goat.
The publicist wanted you to see what she sees when she is trying to take photos for you.
Yup, the hopping goat. Hopping on her head. Hopping in front of the camera. Hopping, hopping hopping. He actually hopped on her today and knocked her over on her butt. Silly Kevin!