I like the ‘brandy-ball’ amber of this clever chap’s gaze, and his space-butting arrangements. Enjoy another rather original description of a goat’s eyes, this one by Gavin Maxwell, or yet another, by Russell Hoban.
Do brandy-balls still exist? They already felt old fashioned when I was still eating boiled sweets.
One huge black goat with clear intelligent brandy-ball eyes managed to butt a space clear where he could fold his legs under himself and sit cool in the stern’s shadow.
Source: Louis Golding, Good-bye to Ithaca (London: Hutchinson, 1955), p. 132