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Smiling Goat Beside a Spilled Feed Bucket

A cheerful horned goat stands by a rail fence while a tipped bucket spills grain across the farmyard grass.

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Color the goat’s patches caramel brown, the wooden fence honey tan, the spilled grain golden yellow, and the rolling hills soft green. Use chunky crayons for the goat’s large body patches and light side-to-side strokes on the fence rails to make them look woody. Try making the goat’s little beard a darker brown than its face, like a secret shadow under its smile.

The story behind this coloring page

The Secret Under the Oats — Before sunup, Arlo pressed his nose to the oat pail and waited for the farmer’s scoop. He wanted the first sweet crunch, but the pail sat quiet by the fence. Read the full story →

Before sunup, Arlo pressed his nose to the oat pail and waited for the farmer’s scoop. He wanted the first sweet crunch, but the pail sat quiet by the fence. Tick-tick went dew from the rail. Swish went his tail. The older goats said, “Wait till the pail tells you.” Arlo huffed warm breath into the chilly yard and did not nibble, not even one oat.

At last, the pail tipped with a soft clonk, spilling oats like little moons. Under the very last handful was a curled silver seed, humming so softly it tickled Arlo’s chin. “For the patient keeper,” whispered the seed. It sprouted into one neat tuft beneath his mouth, perfect for holding farm secrets. Ever since, goats have worn beards to guard the quiet things found under oats. Next time you see Arlo by the spilled pail, can you spot where the secret settled?

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