This week we said goodbye to a member of our goat family... My first bottle baby goat Sandy.
We knew it was coming, sadly she had a mass on her that was more than likely cancer. I will say she didn't "act" sick very often at all, she never lost her appetite, and she ALWAYS was my sweet loving friendly girl Sandy. But she was getting weaker the last couple of weeks and both Hubby and I knew it was coming. And then she went to sleep one night this last week and that was it. Thankfully she didn't suffer, and even that last day she trotted out to get her breakfast with all the girls and talk to "Dad" as he fed.
She was my very first bottle baby goat. Her Mom Lillie had mastitis and so I became her 24/7 milk .. those first few weeks we became very close those meals 6 times day/night. Then we went to 4.. 3...2 and then once a day. It was almost harder on me than her to stop that last feeding.
And funny... even to the end 7 years later if she saw a green bottle she would run over to see just in case if it was for her.
And man she was a cutie!
When born I thought she was totally snow white except for that spot on her nose and a couple of other little spots on her legs. But as she grew up tan spots came in.... beautiful.
She was one of our more talkative girls. And loved to call out to let us know that she was there for us to come love on and give any treats we might have.
We will always love our girl Sandy - and she will always be missed in our goat family.
But we also know that it was for the best that she fell asleep and went peacefully. It's the hardest part of having so many fur children. The "business" of Ranching... loosing my "stock" is loosing a piece of my heart and a part of our family.
Hope you have a blessed weekend - and hug a furry friend! They are only here for a short time.