Well, funny enough, my pygmy goats somehow let themselves out of the barn tonight, so thats both of us with escaping goats!!
I had been feeding the livestock, and admittedly was a little late giving the pygmy goats their tea, but not that late!! I think it was Bobby, the billy who rammed the big heavy barn door, until he dislodged the chain hooked on the outside. I got to the house and standing there by the house door bleating like mad was little Barney the kid - his mum Molly, Charlie the other nanny, and Bobby all appeared out of the darkness. My OH was in the house, and said he had heard bleating a few minutes before, but if we are in the kitchen, we can sometimes hear the goats, so he did not take any notice.
Anyway, all followed me back to the barn for their tea.
As to whether they would find their way back, it depends on how far they went, and if they knew their surroundings. My goats know their own field, and the barns.......as to whether they would actually come back, I don't know. Probably not if they found a garden!!