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Afterwards, Osmo came over to the fence because he is always interested in talking to me and sometimes I wag my tail at him.
Anyway, my lady did the same thing with lovely Valentino, and the vet did the same thing, and they were all finished. I was quite confused, because I thought the boy goats needed their brains to remember to eat and drink and remember my name and everything. My lady smiled in a funny way and said they would actually be much smarter now than they were before because they were being distracted by their supplemental brain. I don't think it's fair that boy goats are born with a supplemental brain. I thought I should have one too. She said the supplemental brain can only think about one thing and it overrides their regular brain and that's why it has to be removed. She said a lot of boys could benefit from this operation, and not just goats. When I learned that, I decided it was OK not to have a supplemental brain.
After that I went and got onto the roof of the vet's truck and my lady scolded me, but the vet said to stay there because he wanted to get a picture, which he did. It is such a challenge to be a celebrity goat. The vet left and my lady went back to see how Valentino was doing.
Valentino wasn't very impressed. He lay in the corner of the barn and didn't want to walk around looking like he was trying to make goat berries. He said it was just wrong to have his supplemental brain removed.