A Goat’s Perspective- by Jason Hollick

The day my herd got moved to the path that leads to Lawrence Hall of Science, I saw a boy walking to the electric fence. He had long hair like wire. I also saw his dad. The boy kept looking at us and stopped at me. P.S. He was about three years old.

Suddenly, I realized I was hungry for green grass. Oh ya, I forgot I have one white ear like snow, one black ear like a crow, a black body, a white tail, brown eyes and brown horns.

Now back to the story. I think the boy could read my mind because he reached down on the other side of the electric fence and picked some green grass. He threw it over and I ate it. And he kept bending down and kept picking green grass. And I kept eating.