Out to Pasture

Two years ago our black goat, Coal, died suddenly. Last night his brother Buxton joined him. Buxton was only off his feed for a day or two, so he didn’t suffer at all.

The two were great pets, and Abby and I are already talking about getting a couple more, maybe in a year or two when our grandson is old enough to enjoy baby goats.

Just as an aside, if anyone is interested in disposing of a body, I have found that digging large holes and dragging mammals into them in the south pasture behind the garden at our home doesn’t seem to attract anyone’s attention. I’m just saying.

Buxton the Goat and his brother Coal were great pets. Abby and I highly recommend them if you live in the country.
Buxton the Goat and his brother Coal were great pets. Abby and I highly recommend them if you live in the country.
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3 Comments

  1. Oh, I’m so sorry. I’ll miss him terribly. I’m glad Tracey got to meet him, anyway. For what it’s worth, I understand that small children really enjoy hissing llamas.

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