Once upon a time there was a goat that lived on a roof. He was a big billy goat who butted all the other goats away and he hogged all the best grass. His name was Oscar.

He was arrogant and famous and all the people who came to see the goats on the roof knew who he was.

But one day he got taken down from the roof to get back to the farm, but he never went to the farm. He was going somewhere else, but he didn't know where.

When they stopped, he got let out into a field and a scary stranger came over to see him.

It was a vet. This was a special vet place because he could come there and get treated so the vet didn't have to come to the goat place.

The vet said, "Hello, I've heard a lot about you, Oscar. You are too naughty to live with other goats. You're too aggressive, so we're going to fix that. Let's see what's wrong with you with an examination."

The vet gave him some sleeping drugs so she wouldn't get hurt. She realized that he wasn't castrated, but it was too late for that... and he still had horns... but it was too late to remove them.

His horns are so big and he's an adult so it will be too dangerous to remove them. It would be too easy to hit nerves and blood vessels near the frontal skull.