The Conservancy erected a fence, and arranged for park employees and volunteers to watch over the herd. They invited local residents to meet their new neighbors at a welcoming ceremony, which will take place this week.
The Cihaneks, meanwhile, pondered which goats to send to Gotham. (In Old English, the name happens to mean “goat town.”) They chose for visual diversity—Boers, Kikos, nubby-eared Lamanchas, floppy-topped Nubians—but also for relationship chemistry. Skittles was alpha. (“He thinks he’s the boss man,” Ann said.) Max exuded chill. (“Nothing harshes his mellow.”) Worming and grooming commenced. Each woolly neck was encircled with a grosgrain ribbon, from which dangled a numbered plastic tag.