He suffered from foot and leg conditions that had gone untreated for so long, he spent most of his existence crawling around. Adding to his burden, his hooves had become agonizingly overgrown.
Staff at New York's Farm Sanctuary hauled him out of his hellish life on a Long Island farm. They named him Patrick.
It was, after all, around St. Patrick's Day in 2013. And this feeble, broken-down goat would need all the Irish luck in the world.