Sometimes farm life sucks. For us, last Thursday was one of those times.
As we were preparing to leave for the weekend, our good goat Layla took a turn for the worse. In labor, but too weak to deliver her already dead kid, it became undeniably clear that Layla was not going to recover. So I had to put her down. And that is something that I really, really, hate.
So Layla is gone.
Here she is on a much happier day–the day she was born.
But as we say goodbye to Layla, we also welcome Rhiannon’s new kid Prudence.
May our good days continue to be many and our bad days continue to be rare.