The thing about having goats in the house, is that you've got goats...IN THE HOUSE! Let me put it clearly, we will be vacuuming shavings, probably for a very long time. No doubt in 4 years, I'll move some huge piece of furniture and there will be a shaving from when we had "THE GOATS IN THE HOUSE"! Ok, ok to all my non-farm animal friends, this isn't as gross as it sounds. (Well..maybe a little gross.) We had baby goats, like Chihauhua size, in a pen, on our tiled family room. We had rubber mats with shavings and hay, that I cleaned out everyday. There poo is about the size of a LeSeur baby pea. So before you judge, our goats were probably cleaner in our house than most people living in their own home! You know who you are! With that said, you will never get me to defend raising "farm animals" as "house animals". It's only extraordindary situations that give any farm animal clearance to enter the human habitat. We are having a lovely stretch of weather this week, and felt it was a perfect opportunity to get them outside. They were in a barn before we brought them home, but did not have an adequate, safe place for them yet (long, boring story!). Actually we still don't, but managed a temporary situation for them, until we can have their permanent space complete. Hopefully this week! So, our little ones were evicted from their cushy digs and reintroduce them to their true identity of being a goat!