Despite a niggling sense
of deep disloyalty, we decided Saturday that Aurora needs a new friend.
So I called up the folks who were disbudding their Dwarf Nigerians at the
same time Aurora's little horns were being burnt off.
"Any chance you have a
goat for sale?" I asked.
"We've got several,"
they answered. "Come on over Monday."
Life goes on. Today
we're taking a trip to see how those little cuties look all grown up.
Here's hoping you find the right buddy or buddies! Understand the underlying nagging feeling - but . . . now Aurora needs this