Gregory was shipwrecked on a tiny island, and although there was fresh water, ample game, and ripe fruit hanging from the yum-yum trees, the only survivors that made it to shore with Gregory were a Rottweiler and a nanny goat. The first couple of days Gregory was occupied in building a shelter, getting a fire started, and exploring the tiny island. Once all that was done, loneliness set in.
He noticed the nanny goat looking at him, her long eyelashes waving at him as she batted her eyes. Gregory looked away, consumed with guilt. He simply wasn't that kind of person.