From day one my little goat decided to go her own path, she didn't like the herd and the herd didn't like her either, her own mother rejected her too. So she was exploring her surrounding by herself ariund the sheepherders house. After I was done with my home care service the woman asked what she owes me. I asked her for the baby goat. She said that this lil goat is sick and coughing and that she won't live long. I said that is ok and she is just right to go home with me because all my other animals I nursed back to health. So I drove home with this sweet little baby goat, 3 months little. She fit right in, she loved the dogs and cats and she jumped around all happy, playing with them. Today she is 9 years old and considers herself as part of the "pack" and the dogs respect her, knowing she has something they don't have..... horns. :)