I am saddened to report tonight that Coal, the black goat who lived in our back yard with his half-brother Buxton, died today. He’d been off his feed for a few days, but I had no idea he was that sick. Our goat-owning friend Melissa Rollins says that her large animal doctor told her that six or seven years is about how long one might expect a goat to live, and Coal was about to turn seven, so maybe he was just old. Regardless, he was well-cared-for and enjoyed what a goat might consider a luxurious life. He was a great pet, and we will miss him very much.