Cry Me A River...Build Me A Bridge

Babies--What Babies!!!!! Fiona--No babies. Su Chin--No Babies. Blossom--No Babies. Madonna--NoBabies. How many minutes do you ues on a cell phone on goat watch because Madonna is going to deliver "any minute" and has been in the garage for TWO WEEKS"? That number would be approximately 4,000. We ended up taking Madonna to the vet and having her x-rayed to prove to her (and ourselves) that there were no babies. (So very sad) Just to make sure we also took Bloosom in and had her ultra-sounded and she is also not pregnant. This all happened around my birthday (what a depressing state of affairs anyway) sooooooo...... I went to my friend Mike's house and stole (not really, he gave her to me) Abby. She is a 4 lb., 8 week old package of joy, happiness and bliss. She mends my broken heart, Madonna's broken heart and makes the world taste new. We've rebred Fiona (one more time) and Lenny Bruce is home. He was so mean and miserable at Carol Anne's that he had to come home to Mommy.

Truman and Sparky have joined the main herd, which I have learned is called a Tribe. They really are a tribe. They love and take care of each other. The other goats are lightening Sparky's load of taking care of Truman and watching him. You can always tell whose turn it is. They stay within a few feet of him and look up every couple of seconds while they are eating and just check where he is and what he is doing. I don't know how long our "special" little goat will be with us, but he sure has shown us what love is all about.