“That we gotta. It shouldn’t be a problem.” Standing up, Physics grinned, first at Enola and then at the situation in general. Starting towards the gate, he was amused and only mildly surprised to find that his movement was being hampered by his pants leg in the mouth of the goat. It didn’t seem ready to give up its exploration of either him or his pockets. Physics’ only objection to this was his thought that this might cause Izzy to demand the permanent disposal of these pants….and he liked them. With a gentle but matter of fact push, Ben sent the goat on its way. Finally making it to the entrance of the pen, he held it open for Enola while keeping an eye on the animals.