"Happy abattoir, eh?"

Imagine life through Gary's eyes, an unpredictable series of bewildering sights and sounds and smells, accompanied by your constantly bleating companion.

Imagine what could have been, eh Gary? You could have ended up here, living only for the day you were rendered, your flesh made ready to be consumed.

And the thing is...it could still happen. :cold, menacing stare:

He's surprisingly dignified for a goat. Jimbo is typical Aussie scum by the sounds of it.