Thanks for sharing the pics Jen, I had a pet goat as a teenager, her name was Trixie, and she was a fiesty dark marbled grey and white goat, I used to take her to the roadside every day in the morning,but oneday she pulled me right in front of a car, she was extremely strong, but it was to her benefit, because from that day on my parents insisted she stay on the ten acres, we had a nice gully at the back, and she was in goatie heaven, she had the best grass and companions, the cows.

She used to head butt our dog Scottie, he soon learned to keep out of her way, and my mother would never beable to get past her to give the chooks their bread , without giving Trixie hers first, she was a bossy goat for sure, but I loved her all the same, I also remember once she got out, not sure how, and went down the road and ate some poisonous plants, my mother gave her baking soda, and you guessed it Trixie survived.