True to his recently bequeathed duties, Cade has been keeping a log of the journey. There are numerous incidents within each document wherein the nib of his pen seems to have stabbed through the parchment or been dragged off it as the result of a goat assaulting his horse. ...or his leg.
His horse is fussy as well, an ornery mare who has no problem nipping at others who get too close. She spooks at the slightest provocation, dances around tossing her head when she feels constricted, and always wants to be nearly up the arse of Aleron's horse, whom she follows behind at such a nonexistent distance that Cade is perpetually exasperated and embarrassed. Reining her away is pointless, since she'll just make a nuisance of herself until he allows her back.
It seems whoever chose the horses found him a kindred spirit.

"Rather ride one of the goats," he mutters under his breath as he's jostled yet again, blotting ink across an otherwise detailed description of the local architecture.