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.

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stivafan said…
Goat deer is cute, and she does eat everything.
10 August 2013 at 13:55
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