I asked my question. It stared at me, two horizontal black bands in yellow orbs. I stood, waiting. After a minute it coughed politely, and replied.
When it finished we stood staring at one another. I found my voice, and asked, “How can you know this?”
It was surprised. It shook its wooly head and replied to my question at length.
I shook my head. “I still don’t understand. How did you come by this knowledge?”
Its tail twitched impatiently. “It’s simple. I whisper with the goat head. It whispers back. It tells me wonderful things.”