Baaa, baaa black…goat

I’m a black goat. Not a black sheep. Sheep are boring, always mindlessly following each other. Goats, on the other hand, they’ve got attitude. They chew things out, trample everything under their hooves and get to the most uncanny places through will power alone. But if there’s one thing they don’t like is being provoked. Because that’s when they get frightened. And no, my horned alter ego isn’t frightened about what others might think. What frightens me the most is getting bored or wasting my time with stupidities.

So, please, step out of my grass! Don’t pull my tail or try to pet me. Don’t insist on making fun of my crazy ways. And don’t ever label me! Otherwise I’ll just have to polish my horns on you!