the story of pokey-goat phil (for lack of a more permanent name yet)

pokey-goat phil lived 20 miles from civilization with his friend whose name is unknown. they belonged to the caretaker of a logging camp and lived there for many years. one day the caretaker left and a new caretaker took over. he was not a pokey-goat fan and so he never fed them. the goats managed to forage for food but pickings became slim and so did they. about a month ago, several shots were heard out in the bush and that night pokey-goat phil came home alone. apparently big tough guys like to go up there and shoot things, like abandoned, lonely, hungry and very trusting goats without names. someone a bit nicer knew what was happening up there and called animal control so sherry the AC officer drove all the way up to save a poor abandoned goat. she showed pokey-goat phil a bowlful of grain and he happily jumped right into the back of her truck. she drove him straight to gun free saints where unlimited grain and some very nice people awaited.

welcome home pokey-goat phil, we hope you will be very happy here.

pokey-goat phil is the stuff that legends are made of and now he is one of our saints.