Well, of the two new goats, the little white one began to look sick (weepy eyes with thick yellow gunk, runny nose, cough, sneezing, no energy, laying around, skin and bones, etc) and we worried that we were going to get attached to a sickly goat that we would loose sometime soon.
I called the farm last night and asked them what they thought we should do, and they said we could bring her back and switch her with someone a little 'healthier'.
After a heartbreaking few hours of talking it over with the DH and kids, we decided this was the best option for us. :| We headed back out to the farm and the little white goat (who we'd named Belle) just layed in my daughters arms the whole ride there. She has a hard time opening her eyes and squints in the sunlight. Poor dear. Sadly, even the farm doesn't think she'll make it, but they are going to keep her in their house with their new mama dog who has pups about the same size. She is just SOOOOO small.
Well, anyway we got to the farm to pick a new goat, and because Daisy (the brown and white one we have) is a girl, we needed another girl. There were so many to choose from, and it was hard to pick just one. I let my daughter choose and she choose an all black cutie with a nice pot belly and playful, romping disposition. She was harder to hang onto on the ride home! Quite a change! She is a little skittish, but she'll tame down nice with lovin'. I'll take a few pics of her today and post them.
I am sad that we had to take Belle back to the farm, but I just dont think we could have bared to watch her slide downhill and die in our arms...
They are so much like little dogs...it would have broken all of our hearts to loose her that way. Did I do the wrong thing? Please tell me I'm not a horrible person for this. Right now I feel like I am the worst person on the Earth. :|
After a heartbreaking few hours of talking it over with the DH and kids, we decided this was the best option for us. :| We headed back out to the farm and the little white goat (who we'd named Belle) just layed in my daughters arms the whole ride there. She has a hard time opening her eyes and squints in the sunlight. Poor dear. Sadly, even the farm doesn't think she'll make it, but they are going to keep her in their house with their new mama dog who has pups about the same size. She is just SOOOOO small.
Well, anyway we got to the farm to pick a new goat, and because Daisy (the brown and white one we have) is a girl, we needed another girl. There were so many to choose from, and it was hard to pick just one. I let my daughter choose and she choose an all black cutie with a nice pot belly and playful, romping disposition. She was harder to hang onto on the ride home! Quite a change! She is a little skittish, but she'll tame down nice with lovin'. I'll take a few pics of her today and post them.
I am sad that we had to take Belle back to the farm, but I just dont think we could have bared to watch her slide downhill and die in our arms...
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