Leo is really showing his age. He is nineteen. I think he’s having seizures. I talked to the vets, and they said it is not uncommon at his age and having had diabetes. Sadly, there’s not a lot they can do, so I just am trying to keep him as safe and comfortable and happy as long as I can.
Leo
I’m not sure how much longer I can do that. My poor boy.
I also have lots of old goats. When I expanded my herd, it was not a well thought out plan what would happen when I retired all those goats.
Stormy
I have some that I am not sure will make it through the winter, even though we’re almost past winter.
Penny
After losing Clover this weekend, there are eighteen who I expect to lose in the next three years just because of how old they are.
Clover
I keep babying some of them with the insulated building, heat lamps, and extra feed.
Cookie (front) and Maggie (back)
Hopefully, when real spring and summer gets here, they’ll rally and enjoy themselves again. But I can promise there will be a lot of good-byes in the next few years. Just remember all the good times and don’t be sad for me.
