The Goat Who Counted Sleepy Hills – How Gus Found Peace in Pillowtop Ridge and Dreamy Hill
Large text for little eyes.
Once upon a time, in a quiet, snuggly place called Yawny Valley, there lived a gentle little goat named Gus. Gus wasn’t like the other goats who bounced and played all day. Gus had a very special bedtime routine.
Every night, just as the stars peeked out, Gus would whisper to himself, “One sleepy hill at a time,” and begin his slow, dreamy climb over the soft, rolling hills behind his barn.
These weren’t just any hills. They were the Sleepy Hills, and every climb helped him drift a little closer to sleep.
The First Sleepy Hill – Hill of Yawns
As Gus climbed the first hill, called the Hill of Yawns, the wind tickled the grass and made it hum a gentle tune.
Gus let out a big stretch and an even bigger yawn. “Ooooooaaaahhhh,” he sighed.
With every step, he passed dozing bunnies in nests, snoring owls in trees, and even a fox wrapped up like a cinnamon roll.
“Sleep is coming,” whispered Gus. “Just a few hills more.”
The Second Sleepy Hill – Pillowtop Ridge
The next hill was Pillowtop Ridge, where the ground felt as soft as clouds and even the flowers looked sleepy.
Gus lay down for a moment and listened to the rustling leaves. They sounded like lullabies.
Above him, the moon was a glowing nightlight, and the stars were tiny sleepy eyes blinking slowly. A family of hedgehogs snuggled under a mushroom umbrella, already snoozing.
“Almost there,” Gus murmured. “Just one last climb…”
The Dreamy Hill at the End
The final hill was the Dreamy Hill, the tallest and fluffiest of them all. Gus climbed it slowly, not because he was tired, though he was, but because he wanted to enjoy every step.
Each blade of grass glowed silver. Fireflies floated like dream bubbles around him.
At the very top, Gus curled up under a cozy fern blanket. He looked out over Yawny Valley, now tucked under a quilt of stars.
“One… sleepy… goat,” he whispered.
And with that, Gus closed his eyes…
And gently drifted off to sleep. Goodnight, little one. Close your eyes and take one sleepy hill at a time.
The End !
Nadeera Nilupamali
Nadeera Nilupamali
. 296 Stories
Views
26
Stories
296
Latest Bedtime Stories
2025-06-18
The Turtle Who Spoke with the Moon – How Talo Learned Nighttime Wisdom Beneath Starry Skies
2025-06-18
The Puppy Who Found a Dream Under the Couch – How Pip Brought Lost Dreams Back to Life One Gently Wag at a Time
2025-06-18
The Bunny Who Hugged the Last Sunbeam – How Bria Carried Light Through the Night with Love and Wonder
