tragedy strikes

It is a sad day at Happy Goats Ranch. A predator killed one of us 2 nights ago, right in the same pen I live in. Terry was a 6 month old buck kid that has been living with my group since he was weaned. RIP Terry!

Of course, as predators do (they are cowardly) it went for the youngest and smallest in the group and there was nothing I or any other goat could do but get the heck out of the way. None of the 4, count them 4 "pet" dogs even barked!

And to make it all the worse, h-mom left that morning before sunrise to take her mom to the hospital to see her step-dad and didn't return until 3:00 pm and little Terry's body was just laying there all day. It was quite unpleasant for all of us.

When h-mom got home, she immediately saw the problem and at least let me and the others into another pen until h-pop could remove little Terry's body. Then they searched the fence lines to find where the predator got in and sure enough, they found where it had dug under the fence.

H-mom moved my group up closer to the house and isn't putting any goats in that place at night anymore.