Check out Bebito’s lower teeth in this selfie! 
Violet, the goat Ari selected, is deaf. Ari did a fantastic job signing to her. 
Isabelle did her best to walk Ivy, who enjoyed noshing on greenery.
I took a goat for a walk two mornings ago,
A Nigerian Dwarf by the name Bebito,
Though he wanted to munch on the greenery he saw,
When I took a goat for a walk.
I wrapped his leash around my wrist
And kept him from weeds he couldn’t resist.
But he pulled me off the path several times that day,
When I took a goat for a walk.
I watched the goats chew all they desired,
Their four-chambered stomachs filled with the greenery they required,
The cracked branches of the arboretum yielded to the pressure of their hooves,
When I took a goat for a walk.
We ambled down pathways where people wander,
Up woodchip mountains to look over yonder,
And the goats stopped to chew on everything green that they saw,
When I took a goat for a walk.
As we turned back, the three of us paused for a photo,
But Bebito, Violet, and Ivy felt obligated to mow,
They dined on flowers and grass in the meadow,
When I took a goat for a walk.
When we returned, I stood amazed,
These magical creatures left my allergies unfazed,
I pet Bebito several more times before I had departed,
When I took a goat for a walk.
This is the first poem I’ve written in over a year. I’ve never been strong with rhyme and this poem is no exception to that. However, I kept thinking of I Took the Moon for a Walk by Carolyn Curtis and Allison Jay every time I thought back to our weekend saunter with the goats from the Philly Goat Project. Therefore, instead of writing prose about the goat walk Isabelle, Ari, and I took with the goats, I decided to create a poem slice mentored after I Took the Moon for a Walk. (I did my best.)
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I follow the Philly Goat Project on Instagram because of you…my daughter Adi is a goat lover. I think your poem is great! Goat walking is on out list for summer!
Oh, that’s right! I remember us discussing that a ways back!
Did you see that I made their IG Story yesterday?
I’ll have to go back and check. I might have missed it!
This sounds so fun and you captured the waywardness of said goats so well! Get a goat- I would love to hear more adventures!
I love this! As I was reading I was actually thinking about the Caldecott book “In the Forest.” There’s something about the comforting rhythm and flow that puts me back in that space. As for the goat walk…hey! I’m going to have to check this out!
What a fun experience and your poem was the perfect form to share the story!
Your poem is great!! I love the repetition, It made me think about the strange experience and feel related to it, although I never took a goat for a walk!!
I loved the poem and even more that the three of you walked the goats! What a cool idea! Looks like great fun!
Sounds like fun! I love the poem. I can’t remember the last time I wrote one.
Your poem is an absolute treasure, Stacey – as is the whole experience. I am so intrigued by signing to a deaf goat – life is full of extraordinary wonders.