What you looking at?

When we came home from collecting the tree, we drove past a little farm, that had two darling goats in its courtyard. A tiny little white Billy goat and a black nanny goat.

The Billy, we do not know how, had found his way up above the window, confidently balancing on a stone protruding from the wall. He had such a gorgeous sweet face, inquisitively looking at us, as if to say, ‘what are you looking at? Have you never seen a goat stood on the side of a wall before?’.
His sweet little pink nose and curly fringe, were in complete contrast to the two sharp horns pointing out intently from the top of his head, that would give you a nasty butt if he so desired. His little goatee beard made him look like he was the cool kid in the paddock.