It seems like we’re certainly in a strech of events that bring home the real meaning of the Circle of Life. For the first time in the nine years I’ve had goats, I’ve lost one to a predator. Something attacked and killed Millie’s kid Miranda. We are all so sad about that, but the very next morning brought new life to the farm again.
This little gosling was hatched and is so very loved and protected by a whole bevy of adult geese that it’s downright dangerous to walk into the barnyard. Annie’s little buckling is also growing stronger. We prepare for a whole new round of kids to be born. The Circle of Life continues.