There were goats of all sizes and all kinds of disabilities. Various types of prosthetics had been made to fit the activity level of the goat and several had their own wheelchairs when a prosthetic would not be enough. Everyone was treated equally and given a chance to do what they wanted to do. A large hog laid in the dirt not far off keeping an eye on the goats that had sensory issues- she was the 'mama' to everyone, including Sam himself.
"Of course!" Sam gestured for the herd (which included Psyche and Eros) to follow. Everyone stopped climbing on the couple to follow behind. Not a single creature questioned the simple gesture it took for Sam to call them to follow behind.
Heading up to the barn, more creatures were scattered around, horses, miniature horses, llamas, alpacas, donkeys, lambs, geese. It was a literal farm of the disabled and misfit animals. Sam happily took care of them all to the best of his ability.
Janus, a two-headed goat that shared the middle eye between the two faces, stood at Sam's arrival and double bleated in excitement at the visitors. Janus was not there to be some sideshow for people to gawk at, the were their own goat and treated with love- which was how he had lived as long as he had.
From around the back of the barn came Pestilence with War in tow. "War! Your son is here to visit!" Sam said excitedly.