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A true story about a very brave little goat

A long, long truck ride.

A tiny goat, only four months old, bumped and rattled all the way from the middle of the country to somewhere she had never been.

Her name wasn't Liberty yet.
She didn't have a name at all.

When the truck stopped, she smelled something scary.

She didn't know exactly what it was.
But her little legs knew.

Run.

And so she ran.

As fast as her four small hooves could carry her, she ran down the street, around a corner, and tucked herself underneath a big truck parked along the road.

She pressed her body against the cold tire and stayed very, very still.

A neighbor had been watching from her window.

She saw the little goat run. She saw her hide.
And she picked up the phone.

"There's a goat out here," she said,
"and I think she needs help."

The call went to a place called The Sanctuary of Hope.

Wayne and Jackie heard the story — a tiny goat, all alone, hiding under a truck.

They looked at each other.

They grabbed their keys.

Four people set out in two cars.

They had a plan.

One car pulled up and pretended to have broken down. The second car pulled alongside, as if stopping to help.

Nobody would notice them.
Nobody would stop them.

At least, that was the plan.

Wayne spotted her first — a little gray shape tucked tight against the tire.

He nodded to Jackie.

Jackie moved quietly.
One step. Two steps. Three.

Then — gentle arms around a very surprised little goat.

Jackie carried her quickly to the truck and set her down on the back seat.

The little goat looked around with big golden eyes.

Soft seats. Warm air. Two humans who were smiling at her.

She took one deep breath.

Safe.

On the ride home, Wayne reached back and let her sniff his hand.

"You're free now," he told her.

And that is how she got her name.

Liberty.

That was seven years ago.

Today, Liberty lives on a big green farm in Rhode Island.
Her home is a cozy yellow school bus called the Goat Coach, where the windows let in the morning sun and the hay smells sweet and clean.

She has a best friend named Holly.
They go everywhere together.

And every single night, when the stars come out and the farm gets quiet, Liberty walks to the very best spot in the whole Goat Coach.

She curls up on Wayne's pillow.

Right where his head should go.

Wayne sleeps somewhere else.
Liberty doesn't mind.

The End

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Liberty the goat is real.
This story really happened.
She really does sleep on Wayne's pillow.

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