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Deer Goat goes Zebra.

Well, knock me over with a brick. 5 people. Yes 5 so far, have asked me if Wilma will change into a fawn brindle when she grows up. You know, like the Humphrey Dalmatian? 5.

Now I'll just add photos for gratuitous puppy smiles.

When the Dalmation met the Deer Goat.

Does that look like a goat to you? Yeah, me neither. Same neighbour who dubbed the Humphrey a Dalmatian.

"You know she reminds me of a goat. And she runs like a deer.­"

Great, I paid good money for a Deer Goat.

Maybe she meant Dear Goat. Except her name is Wilhelmina, Wilma to her friends, which is a far cry from the word goat.

I thought I'd get "Weimaraner" for sure...Nope.

Welcome to the family Wilma, you billy bob goat deer.