My Goat Friend
Mom came into the room holding something small and furry. Then it made that weird sound again, mom started to feed it with a bottle.
Mom called him a goat, I called him Hubert, he came home with me that night. Hubert didn't have a mommy so I took care of him all night.
He was scared but mommy and me made him feel at home. Then the next day mom said he was going to move to a farm with other goats like him.
I'll miss Hubert but I'm glad I met him...