


This is an update on Hope our bottle fed pygmy goat. After two months, she is finally off the bottle and being introduced to the real life of a goat. No more sleeping in front of the fireplace in her warm and fuzzy bed. The other goats are pretty rough on her as she is very, I repeat, very spoiled. She has decided that she does not want to be a goat but a cat. She lives outside with the cats, sleeps with the cats, and spends her whole day doing whatever the cats do. They are truly inseparable. When they chase mice she runs like crazy along side them but has yet to "catch" a mouse herself. Any ideas on her identity crisis?