"Pygmy goats," the Ghoul reply, lips twitching. "Reckon I've seen a couple around in the farmin' towns. Shouldn't be too hard to get a few." They had plenty of bones, and not much else to spend them on except for whatever made them happy. If Lucy wanted midget goats, midget goats she would have. He inhaled and exhaled slowly, humming softly in agreement. "Mm. It's comin' along, ain't it."