poonachi loved the pungent taste of onion caressing her tongue. even after she had eaten the bit, she would continue chewing with nothing in her mouth. the nanny goats and their kids would stare at her with a glint of envy in their eyes. poonachi would then perform a leap. in that leap was the boastful question: "do you all know the taste of an onion?"
i never thought i’d use ebullience to describe a character, much less a goat. it seemed too charming to use for anyone. but poonachi is ebullient.





