A Goat's Tale: Random
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Goat liked to bring Theo…stuff. Lot of it too
Disclaimer; Don't own them.
"What is this, Goat?"
"Blah…"
Goat dropped it into his hand. He blinked when Goat dropped a sock into his hand.
Theo never had a pet before. So, he had no notes to compare Goat's behavior. Looking it up on the internet didn't help either.
It gave him the same nonsense from before…
Every pet is different…blah…blah…blah…
But last time, he checked…Goat wasn't part cat…or dog.
He knew that some species of cat and dogs would bring stuff to their owners.
But…he couldn't figure out why goats would.
At first, he thought Goat was doing this for him to keep him.
Really? The goat wasn't going anywhere. He wasn't about to ship him to some farm until he knew the person inside and out.
He wasn't going to trust Goat with just anyone.
Then another thought popped into his head about Goat's behavior. For a moment, he thought that Goat was bringing stuff to show him. From what he read, goats were curious. Goat was a great example of that…poking his nose where it didn't belong.
So, he explained things to Goat in simple terms.
He didn't know if Goat got it or not…but it seemed to enjoy the attention.
Those thoughts changed when Goat kept bringing him the same item a few times.
Finally, he concluded that Goat liked bringing stuff because it was his way of being affectionate.
Goat brought him shoes…socks…towels…pieces of trash.
Random things…but he was amused every time that he brought something. Goat would get all excited when he gave his "latest" gift too.
Then came the problem of what to do with these things. The trash was easy enough to get rid. But what about the towels, the socks, the sandals….
After quite a bit of thinking, he figured that he would just donate the items. It would be strange if he put up an ad or something on the internet.
Found: Various Items brought to the owner by a goat.
Yup…that will work out very well.
So, he washed them and put them in a bag.
But he did keep a few of the items because he wasn't quite sure how Goat got a hold of them.
One time, it was a shovel. It wasn't a child size shovel either. The thing was as big as Goat when he dragged it to him and dropped it at his feet.
Everyone laughed after they got over the shock. But he was kind of impressed with Goat.
Another time, it was stretch bands that they used for workouts at those gyms. Did Goat come across a gym in his travels?
Sometimes, he wondered if people just gave him stuff because he was Goat.
"Another one?"
Goat wagged his little tail.
"Well…thank you. I just hope that these matches because I hate to explain to the Goodwill lady why I have a bag filled with socks and no matches."
"Blah…"
"You would say that, huh?" He said with a smile and rubbed Goat's head.
He never had a pet before….but Goat…Goat wasn't too bad.
Even if he was kind of strange.
End of Random