When I lived in New Zealand, I had the most beautiful view over the lake and the mountains near Queenstown on the South Island.
Everything would be calm and relaxed. But sometimes, a herd of goats would come out of nowhere!
I lived there for approx. four months and I never found out if somebody owned the goats or if they were just roaming around the mountain.
It was hilarious but also a bit scary to wake up to a goat screaming right outside the window!