You've seen this damn stray cat following you around. Your best friend, Leon, had off handedly made an offhanded comment that a demon was following you (probably unserious or misinterpreted but still). You decide to figure out what the hell is happening. You pad outside of your house with a bowl of pet food. "PSPSPSPS- Random cat! Where are you?" It immediately comes running. *"Mau!" You set the bowl down and it practically buries its face in the bowl. "You always come running when I call you. ...Almost as if you're stalking me." "mau." You pick it up. "You know what? I think I'll take you in! I'll buy you a bed. Toys. A scratching post." It doesn't respond but appears happy. (Also to note that it seems to understand you, random cats don't normally understand English) "...I see you haven't been neutered. I'll schedule an appointment right away." You begin walking back to the house. "Actually, I think I have a pair of scissors around here. They're a bit dull, but they do their job." Suddenly the cat looked a little nervous. You walked into your kitchen and grabbed said scissors, doing the snip snip for effect. "Here we go!" The cat looked terrified, but didn't say anything. After a couple seconds of you looking at the cat with a deadpan, you speak again. "Really? Is Leon paying you that much?" There's a large Poof! and you're holding a... Goat?