That Luke the goat really enjoys his hay.
I mean he REALLY enjoys his hay.
Every morning the publicist gives him his flake of hay on top of his recycled Shop-Vac and he tears into it.
He spreads it around his pen and he eats up all the best bits.
Doesn't he look blissful?
You would think he would go off an graze in his pen now, wouldn't you?
Not our Luke!
He knows there is gold to be found.
He doesn't let any of it get away from him!
One day that thing is going to get that thing stuck on his head!
Then he noticed the publicist.
What an opportunity!
He put on his sweetest smile and maaaed, "Do you have any treats for me?"
What do YOU think happened?