Smart Sindara and Mama Pupa — The Goat That Ate Mummy’s Money

Smart Sindara and Mama Pupa — The Goat That Ate Mummy’s Money

It all began on a sunny Saturday in Lagos when Smart Sindara’s mummy let out a scream that nearly made the neighbors dial emergency:

“SINDARA!! Where is my money?!”

Sindara, mid-sip of her chilled Zobo, nearly choked. “Which money, mummy?” she asked, eyes wide like puff-puff.

Mummy held up her now suspiciously weightless handbag like it had betrayed their entire family.

“The ten thousand naira I kept this morning is gone! Vanished! Disappeared like your uncle during family clean-up day!”

Now, Sindara may only be 12, but everyone knows she’s smarter than JAMB questions. She ran through a mental checklist:

She didn’t take the money.

Her brothers were at football practice.

The windows were closed.

Then she heard it…

“Meeeeeeehhhh.”

From outside.

Sindara tiptoed to the window and gasped.

There, sitting proudly like a queen on a sky blue Volkswagen Beetle, was Mama Pupa — Baba Taju’s legendary brown-gold goat with attitude bigger than the universe

“Mummy!!” Sindara shouted. “Come and see!”

They both rushed out and found Mama Pupa sitting cross-legged (as much as a goat can) on Mummy’s beloved vintage Volkswagen.
And in front of her hooves? Shreds of green paper.

Sindara’s jaw dropped.

“She’s eating it!”
Mummy wailed.
“My tailor money!!”
And Mama Pupa? She just bleated, licked her lips, and turned away like a diva on a red carpet.

 Operation: Goat Poop Investigation

Sindara, ever the problem-solver, declared:

“We’re getting that money back. One poop at a time.”

She grabbed gloves, tissue paper, and a notepad like a proper CSI agent.
Mummy looked horrified.

“You want to… sort through goat poop?!”
Sindara nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ve seen worse things in school toilets.”

They gave Mama Pupa a banana and malt to “speed up digestion.” The goat accepted the snack like royalty.

Three hours and one very awkward stakeout later, Sindara struck gold — or, at least, goat-digested naira.

“Mummy!! Look!” she screamed, holding up a partially soggy ₦1,000 note.
“See the serial number? I memorized it! 665843-AB!”

Mummy blinked. “You memorized my money?”
Sindara shrugged. “I memorize everything. That’s why I’m Smart Sindara.”

But wait — plot twist!

Just then, Uncle Jide strolled in, holding a plastic bag.

“Ah, Sister Bimbo! You left your money in my car after church!”

He handed her the full ₦10,000 — crisp and goat-free. 

Everyone froze.

Sindara slowly turned to Mama Pupa.

“Wait… so the goat ate someone else’s money?!”

They all looked at Mama Pupa, who had now moved to the roof of the Volkswagen, chewing a piece of polythene like she owned the estate.

And so...

• Mummy apologized to Mama Pupa.

• Sindara added “Goat Poop Investigator” to her CV.

• Mama Pupa became a local celebrity, nicknamed “Mama Pupa the ATM — Animal That Munches.”

Sindara wrote the story in her journal and turned it into a comic for school titled:

“The Goat Who Sat on the Beetle and Ate Someone Else’s Naira.”

Moral of the Story?

If your goat is golden-brown and stubborn, she’s probably up to something.
Always check the back seat before you blame your child.
And in Lagos? Even goats have drama.

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