I'm a Horse. '91 was the Year of the Sheep/Goat, but I was born in early February, so didn't quite make it into the real 1991. I believe 1990 was the year of a Metal Horse, but I may be mistaken on that front. I used to know, but I had to look it up this time. Oops.
I'm apparently the metal ram/goat. Which means I'm the smol angry little boy in Fruits Basket. That's really all the Chinese zodiac means to me. That, and paper place mats at cheap Chinese buffets.