: The forest floor was fallen leaves and moss and it made a soft crunch with each hoove that it stepped on. The canopy of dappled sunlight above stretched tall trees. Out for a walk along the path the goat poked his head through the bushes, the goat’s ears twitched as he explored, nibbling on the tender shoots of greenery. Even the goat got in tune with peacefulness of the forest, hearing only the sweet smell of pine and earth and the sweet sounds of the forest. #forest #goat

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