Our black and white goat patriarch is Little Moo... He leads the family of goats into the barn at night - and we are certain he would protect this group from any predator. When Hope, the barn cat, arrived last fall, she slowly made her way into the heart of this most timid goat --- we often catch them snuggled up together. And, so it makes me so sad to think that Little Moo is sick. He is losing fur and is having trouble walking.
How animals do tuck themselves into your heart if you let them - each with their very own personality. And although Little Moo has been too reluctant in his years at the farm to let us get too near, we know that this quiet gentle soul could teach us all a lesson or two about character. Oh Little Moo...be well old fellow.
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Update: Our Country Vet will be making a "farm call" on Friday to check on Moo and also the new kittens.
Kari
Second update...Dr. Linda gave Little Moo a shave, bath, several shots...and he seems better. Thank goodness for compassionate Country Vets that make farm calls. They arrive in their trucks filled with medical supplies...put on their boots, roll up their sleeves and work right next to us to care for our animals.
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