<human>: Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?

In true TIFU fashion, this happened many years ago to a younger version of me. The me that wanted to be a large animal veterinarian, specializing in equestrians. 

We lived in a rural area and had a wonderful pet goat named Newbie. I loved that goat. He was friendly, personable, and cuddly. He had a little house that was a renovated chicken coop and also had a house in the garage/barn. He would be out by the old coop on nice days, attached to a very long lead. 

One evening, I was going out to feed him and bring him in for the night. I don't see him anywhere. I follow his lead in to the lightly wooded area to the left of his house and I find the lead wrapped around a few trees and then I find Newbie, on his back. He sees me and starts bleating. It alternates from being nightmarish screams to weak grunts. 

Thirteen year old me starts panicking. I assess the situation, he can't get up. He can hardly move. He's crying. The lead is tightly wound between a few trees
I run back to the house and make my mother and her (now ex) husband come with me. Her ex is convinced he has broken his neck and we must put him out of his misery. I full-on Pocahontas this shit and drop to the ground over him. I am crying hysterically, screaming "No!"

The ex husband's friend comes with a shotgun. Newbie's future is looking bleak. I am petting him. Trying to get him to give me something. Move a little bit, prove he's okay. 
The friend quietly assesses the situation, much calmer than I had. He goes to grab Newbie's head. I am convinced he's going to break my goat's neck. Instead, he pops his horns out of the dirt and untangles the lead. 
His neck was a little stiff. But he was fine.
Decided that night that I could never, ever, ever be a vet.
<bot>: panicked because I thought my goat had a broken neck. they wanted to "put him out of his misery", but his horns were just stuck in the dirt.