Once upon a time there was a goat named Lacey who gave birth to the littlest goat you ever did see.
Lacey decided she had way better things to do than feed her littlest baby goat, who weighed in at only 15 ounces.
A kind, amazing, & gorgeous woman scooped up the littlest goat and brought her into the house. The littlest goat was happy to be warm and cared for.
“Thank you.”, it said in its littlest goat voice.
The littlest goat couldn’t stand yet or even eat yet, but she could sleep cuter than any human baby could, so the woman kept feeding her and caring for her in hopes that the littlest goat would regain her strength.
The next day, LO’ & BEHOLD, a miracle! The littlest goat could finally stand! (Though she didn’t seem too happy about it.) The littlest goat missed her mother.
The woman brought the littlest goat out to her mother and Lacey welcomed her back with a big ‘ol mother goat kiss.
The other baby goats DID NOT like the littlest goat.
“Who do you think you are?” “Stop being so adorable!” they yelled, as they rammed the littlest goat into the fence.
The woman hurriedly scooped up the littlest goat and brought her again back into the house.
The next day, the woman brought the littlest goat back to her mother and her mother took one look at her and walked away.
The littlest goat was devastated.
(Don’t worry! This story has a happy ending!) The woman took the baby goat inside, wiped it’s littlest goat tears and loved it and cared for it as her own. She fed it all through the night, her children played with it all during the day, & the family read the littlest goat her favorite littlest goat books.
The littlest goat grew big and strong and became just like the woman’s own children.
Sometimes, the littlest goat was silly.
Sometimes the littlest goat was naughty.
But most of the time, the littlest goat was the most adorable thing you ever did see.
And it loved humans with all of its littlest heart.