Love those mad-eyed, chew everything to blue-burglary, definitely not satanic, thick-as-sh*t or too-cool-for-school genius?, freaks of the farmyard.

Every time they look at you with their disturbing wrong eyes and you go "want turnip?" they silently reply "wouldst thou like to live deliciously?".

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puffin

Puffins are a type of goat?

When I was about 3 or 4, my dads parents took me out to a country pub (Surrey or Kent) on a blazing hot summers day. One of those classic 16th century pubs with names like The White Hart or whatever. In the next field were goats, and two baby goats (kids?) were lifted over the fence for me to play with. They were lovely. Soft, gentle, funny, interesting, and cute.

The Call of the Wendigo wrote:

Puffins are a type of goat?

You'd better believe it!