Once upon a time on a Farm in a mystical land there was born a small little goat.And he was given the name of Harry.
Harry loved his life on the Farm. His days were simple and full of fun. He got to frolic with his Uncle Kevin. 
Who taught him the joy of playing in the magic wood pile.
While no one was looking he climbed the mountain of Heavenly Hay thinking this would give him special goat powers, but it didn't. It only got him in trouble with the Farm Fairy.
He ate the secret sand that he believed gave him super leaping abilities. The other goats told him they were just minerals but he knew better.
He ate them and he felt like he could fly!
But then one day as he was wandering around his wonderful Farm he encountered a strange and unusual creature. He wondered what it was. It had no horns. It had no hooves.
But that did not stop our intrepid goat, oh no! He had eaten the magic sand remember and he had super powers so he searched out the strange creature again.
It ran away at first but Harry followed it into the high grass.
It seemed friendly. This time they gave each other some good sniffs.
Harry decided that this furry animal was no threat to him. His nanny Abby told him it was called a cat and that he should butt it. Harry did not think this was nice. He didn't think he should butt it just because it was different. He was going to try and make friends with the cat the next time he saw it. He hoped that day would come soon.
I hope you liked this story. Harry is a good little kid and he does leave the Farm cats alone unlike some of us who shall remain nameless. *
*Originally posted 7/30/09