Two years ago the first book in the current series was released, Seymour The Naughty Goat. What some of you may not realize is that Seymour really is a goat at the zoo where I work. And he’s naughty. Besides all of the true antics in the book (except for the ‘snack bar’ trip) he has stolen my phone out of my pocket, chews on the zoo radio, pulls paper from people’s pockets, knocks over the garbage can continually, and can unlock a slide bolt on the stall doors. He’s pretty amazing. And for some reason, we are best friends.
I used to be scheduled down in the goat area routinely, of late I’ve mostly been schedule in other areas. So I only see Seymour once every two weeks or so when I make the trek down to the petting zoo for the sole purpose to visit with him. He jumps up from wherever he is and follows me around, endlessly. Seymour puts his head in my lap, stands and stares up at me as if I was a famous movie star, pushes other goats away from me and even stands between me and other humans that may want to have a conversation. I love this goat.
I don’t know exactly how we became so attached to each other. Most are amazed at the affection between us. Some say perhaps it’s because I wrote a book about him and made him famous. Some say it’s because I chased him all over the goat yard to retrieve the stolen phone and he knew he couldn’t get away with anything when I was around. I can’t speak to any of these reasons. All I can say is that we have a mutual admiration between us. He did, after all, inspire an entire series of books that lead to a publishing company and a great adventure. A picture is worth a thousand words – and this one says, “Some days all you need is a goat.”