All good things come to those who wait – an update on Hopetoun Park.

Whilst we will never know what thoughts traversed Hopetoun Park’s mind during the many months he spent beside the busy Western Freeway just shy of Bacchus Marsh, we suspect that hooking up with his kind was right up there. And we are so pleased to say that in the past few weeks that is just what has happened. Safe to say, dear Hopetoun has been welcomed into our goatey fold with customary “open horns” (goats love to greet new friends and rivals with their famous hind leg “ta da da-da” stance) and he is slowly catching on to the idea that wheetbix are not bad, nor are kindly humans.