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