Goats in church

This appeared on my town's Facebook Page:
"Would the person that brings their goat to church every week, just not? I know you think he's fine with his little blanket and bowl of water, but the whole apartment complex has to listen to it bleet and carry on.
I don't go to the church, the goat is tied to a ute and left outside for however long they're there for."
Interested parties haven't narrowed down the church yet. Not one of my shacks, anyway. But if it were, I'd be minded to put down a mat and invite the goat in. What do other Shippies think?
"Would the person that brings their goat to church every week, just not? I know you think he's fine with his little blanket and bowl of water, but the whole apartment complex has to listen to it bleet and carry on.
I don't go to the church, the goat is tied to a ute and left outside for however long they're there for."
Interested parties haven't narrowed down the church yet. Not one of my shacks, anyway. But if it were, I'd be minded to put down a mat and invite the goat in. What do other Shippies think?
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I'd be contacting the local animal welfare organisation (RSPCA here in Australia).
Either way, something's not quite right.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ute_(vehicle)
Maybe I lack sociological imagination, but I'm somewhat bemused at the idea of a setting where there could be something reasonably described as an "apartment complex", in the same vicinity as a person who would trot his goat around town.
However, it may be that the owner lives in an area where goat-stealing is rampant, and, as it's the only animal companion he has in his lonely life, he takes it with him to church on Sundays.
That said, the goat-thieves could easily follow him, and snatch the goat whilst the owner is saying his prayers.
There is, no doubt, a back story...
Well this is a place for discussion of liturgical practices. There should be plenty of inspiration for relevant and imaginative liturgy in Leviticus 16.
Well, I'm guessing he's a pretty gruff character.
I'll get me goat coat.
Yeah, enough with the trolling.
In 1974, in Brisbane, our community house somehow acquired a goat that lived in our garden. It was there for some weeks, and one day it vanished. Some said they suspected "the Greeks" of stealing it for dinner. No more was heard of it.
Yes, one hopes He's there of course!
It was raptured! Everyone else on Earth was left! Pray for us, O Holy Goat!
House church, maybe? Maybe it's in one of the apartments?
Could be. Or they rent a rec-room in the block?
I have eaten goat a few times - several times years ago as a pastoral assistant in a Midlands church with a number of West Indian families in the congregation, and once recently with an elderly Somali couple.