Microstory Monday

The Curious Incident of the Goat in the Nighttime
I am awakened at three in the morning by bleating from inside my closet.
Sleepily staggering to the door, I slide it open, finding a freshly amputated goat.
It's bleeding over everything, and appears to have pissed on my church pants.
"See, Gordon?" I hear my Mom call from outside my bedroom door. "You should hang up your clothes."