Well we knew this day would come, and hated the thought of it. But this last week we lost our beloved Frankie ... he went to sleep and that was that. Wasn't sick, wasn't in any pain. Seemed his normal self and enjoying life. And then he was gone.
Always a grin and love for those that came to see him. This man was very special. (And I think he knew it)
The last of the four original goats we got years ago. Hubby actually confessed to me that Frank was the reason he purchased those first goats. He fell in love with him and his fabulous personality the moment they were introduced.
He was the "man" and the only Dad to all our first babies we had. He took his responsibility very seriously and loved to watch his "kids" playing and never was rough or mean with them.
How could a face like that ever be mean?
Those ice blue eyes ... well that is how he got his name Frankie... you know "old Blue Eyes" Frank Sinatra.
And he was a handsome man for sure.
Always and forever.
Have a blessed day - and hug your furry friends. They are not here long enough.