What Am I

As I walk along some broken
down path. I wander aimlessly.
Others tend to follow like some
flock.
I love to be out grazing,
upon some hilltop .

What Am I?

My coat comes in different shades
but not green, blue, or yellow
I have a cry that only
my mother knows.

My tail left awhile ago,
where it went, I do not know
I hang out with my brothers and
sisters .
What Am I?

As I walk along some broken
down path, I wander away
in hopes of finding out who I am.
My father is strong and determined,
when he is angry, he likes to ram.

What Am I?