Meet Our Goats

Hi, my name is Mischief. I am small. I am fast. And I have never done anything wrong in my entire life. If anyone brings up the time someone climbed onto the hay bale and refused to come down... that was clearly an act of bravery. Not mischief.

I'm Mayhem. I am tiny, loud, and in charge. If you see me standing on a rock- that is my podium. If you see me headbutting someone twice my size, that's just conflict resolution. The herd may be bigger but I am THE moment.

My name is Moocha. I am gentle, sweet, and not involved in any drama. If there is any mischief or mayhem I was not there. I am simply here for snacks and emotional support.

Hi, my name is Sandy. I am calm, collected, and looking for someone to give me pets at all time. I enjoy long walks to where the humans are to make sure I'm getting the food and love I simply deserve. Some say I am messy and dusty, I say I'm committed to the aesthetic.

Monty here. I am large. I am powerful. And I am actually in charge (despite what Mayhem might say). The smaller goats run, they jump, they scream. I supervise. The humans say I am a "big boy", I say I am moutain of responsibility. Because being in charge isn't about being loud...it's about being too big to argue with.

Hey y'all I'm Rio. I'm speedy fast, gone before you finish saying my name. The wind and I are close personal friends. Monty may be large and in charge but I am fast and unavailable. You won't catch me causing any problems- because you won't catch me at all. Life is short. Run first, think never.

I'm Winnifer. Proudly named after Screaming Goat's owner. Like her I am beauty, I am poise and I am never to be rushed. While the others run...I glide. While others scream...I speak softly. If I am loafing somewhere elevated- it's not mischief..it's presence. Some goats lead with size or speed. Me? I lead with elegance.

Hello, my name is Independence and I absolutely do not do what I'm told. Was I supposed to stay with the herd? Debatable. Was I not supposed to climb on top of our igloo? Unclear. I am not difficult, I am self-governing. True leadership starts with not needing permission.

George here. While some of my fellow goats are fast, loud, or sweet, I am strategic. Why climb the fence when I can wait for someone to leave the gate open? Why yell when I can simply stare until the humans feel judged enough to bring me snacks? If you see me standing very still, looking thoughtful- just know I am planning something extremely important.

I'm Prince. Yes, the prince. No crown yet but I am working on it. I don't cause trouble, I just believe the world should rearrange itself for my convenience. If you see me standing on the highest surface looking down on my fellow goats- don't worry I'm not judging. I'm ruling.

Hi, my name is Biscuit. I didn't choose the soft life, the soft life chose me. Sunbeam? Mine. Warm hay pile? Mine. Your personal space? Also mine. I live to nap. If there is a cozy spot within a 50-foot radius I will find it. Why run when you can lounge?

I'm Oreo. Half sweet half trouble. Balance is important. A little mischief, a little charm. A perfectly timed stare that says you're not actually mad at me. I prefer a subtle chaos- the kind where nobody notices until I'm already walking away, very calmly.

Hi I'm Scarlet. I don't enter a space, I arrive. I prefer a more... composed presence. I'm a gentle reminder that mayhem and elegance can coexist. I don't start the trouble but I do make it look good. Some goats tumble in covered in hay and bad decisions- I arrive in style and grace.

Hollary Duff

My name is Sassy and yes- it's earned. I'm not dramatic...I'm expressive. I'm not stubborn...I'm committed. And I'm not bossy, I just have very strong, very correct opinions. So if you hear a little stomp or see a little head tilt- don't take it personally. I'm simply maintaining standards.

Gladys

Moo

Hello, I'm Skipper. Every herd needs direction. A steady hoof. Do I always know where we're headed? No. Do I walk there confidently anyway? Absolutely I do. If you move with purpose others will follow. And if we end up somewhere unexpected, then we'll call it an adventure.

I'm Ruby. I may be small, but I sparkle with intention. While other goats fade into the background, I prefer to glow. Right place, right time, with just enough charm to get an extra snack. I don't need to be loudest because when I show up- people notice.

Baa-ba Fet here. I'm a professional. I'm a tracker. Loose hay? Located. Dropped snacks? Retrieved. No fence too high. No latch too confusing. No mission too snack-motivated. This pen isn't big enough for the mischief and mayhem, that's why I handle it.

My name is Mowgli. I wasn't made for these fences. If there's a place I'm not supposed to be I'm already there. The pen is nice, but the edges? That's where the stories live. I wouldn't call it causing trouble, it's more like exploring an opportunity. If you ever find me beyond the fences don't worry- I'll find my way back...eventually.

Hey y'all I'm Loa. I move a little quieter than the rest. Not everything needs a stomp or a shout. Not every entrance needs to be noisy or chaotic, I drift and observe. If you see me standing just slightly apart, looking like I know something that you don't...maybe I do. Or maybe I just like the view from here.

Hi I'm Barley! Simple things matter. Good hay, warm sun, a breeze that smells like snacks. If there's a moment of peace- I'm in it. No rush, no drama. Just steady, happy living. If you see me chewing thoughtfully like I've got the meaning of life figured out, I do. It's hay.

Mousse