The sad reality of life on the farm is that animals die. I got Jake, the buckskin colored goat, from Jan Patek in the spring of 2001 —– I think. He arrived with a young female goat that I named Jannie and even though Jake was young, he became Susannah and Sally’s father. He never got very tame so last week when I could walk right up to him, I knew something was wrong. We think he had a blockage of some kind and I had him euthanized. The reality is that the ground is frozen solid at this time so we can’t bury him until spring. I just hate it but what can I do?
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