And here she was, thinking she and Modomnoc had a somewhat prickly relationship. Compared to these two, they're the very best of pals.

"I don't know," she says, glancing back and forth between Peter and the goat. "I can kind of see the resemblance." There's a quiet snort from Modomnoc that might be amusement or might be discouragement, but it's too late for the latter.