Loss, Loss, Gain

Some go down the road and we never meet again.
Some go down the road and we never meet again.

While there are many opportunities for pretty pictures and falling in love out here in the country, some seasons wreak havoc on your heart. Here’s a story with a happy ending for a change. People told us having goats would be hard. They told us it wasn’t the mucking the barn or morning milkings with frozen fingers, but the way they make you love them. When Daphne, a sweet, quiet doe with soulful eyes decided I was her baby she cemented my complete adoration of her. And then she died.

After the initial mourning process (you’re not supposed to feel if you’re a “real” farmer) my husband and I took stock. It became clear that there was no way I was going to eat the baby boys my actual children named. The idea was we’d slaughter them in the spring.  Instead my husband–who has a pretty big heart and secretly knew all along I was never going to be alright with the slaughter suggested I just find the two little guys homes as pets on Craigslist. (Hurray!)  I wondered if it would be a hard thing to do. It wasn’t. People came out of the woodwork competing with each other, trying to convince me that the babies would be well cared for and I was pretty sure they were telling the truth (I now understand why dog breeders act so snobby when you want to buy one of their pups–I almost turned down one couple because the guy didn’t seem friendly).

I was happy/sad to see the boys go especially when Holden gave me a nose rub before being packed into a pick-up truck. But we still had a possible problem. Our barn is small and because I wanted to save a boy and my husband had taken in a beautiful retired doe we had too many big animals and we happened to love them.

My husband's Sunshine
My husband’s Sunshine

I kept forgetting to take my ad off Craigslist and my husband kept asking if I wanted to keep disappointing people. Anyway, when I got the email from a girl needing a companion goat for an old horse mourning the loss of her horse best friend, I responded to her inquiry mentioning that while we no longer had the babies we did have Mikey, a big boy . . .

How could I say no?
How could I say no?

Cathy and her boyfriend drove two hours each way to find a friend for a horse! Okay. So I KNEW Mikey would have a great new home!

The next morning I mentioned to my husband that Sunshine seemed depressed without Mikey. My husband said, “Hmm.”

Then came this email from Cathy:

Hi, Mikey is so lonely he cries all day long. Any way you wanna get
 rid of another goat? Haha looks like Mikey will be getting a friend.

I replied:

Poor Mikey–and poor you. I know how that crying can be. Ugh. So
Mikey is not usually one of our noisy goats but when they get stressed
 they cry. Hmm. We do actually have Sunshine (an older doe who can no longer breed). She
 happens to be Mikey’s best friend. I was just telling my husband that
 she seems a little sad without him–but she’s not too noisy about it.

Immediate response from Cathy:

Mikey is a great goat, we are all in love with him! He helps with
 chores ( by being in the way, but he’s to cute so it’s okay) My horse
loves him and he loves her. But he cries when we leave and at night
 when he is locked in his stall alone, even though the horses are
 directly next to him. We just want Mikey to be happy too, It kills me
 hearing him cry! So we were thinking maybe he is missing his friends,
 even with new friends. This weekend we are joining the pastures so
 Mikey and Passion( my horse) can be together so we are hoping that
 helps. But if it doesn’t we would love to take Sunshine! ( I have a
 second horse named Sunshine also) haha. I will let you know if the
 pasture doesn’t help, because I would hate for him to always be stressed out! I wouldn’t mind having two at all, I fell in love with him so fast.

And a little while later:

Hi, I know this is such short notice, but could I come get Sunshine after school tomorrow? Mikey is soo sad and we want him to have his own friend too. I feel bad making him go even another night.

At this point I was in love with Cathy. I said:

You and your boyfriend make an adorable couple. Okay, so it sounds
 like I’ll be seeing the two of you tomorrow. Have a great day!

Sunshine relaxing in the back of Cathy's car.
Sunshine relaxing in the back of Cathy’s car.

Sometimes people do that thing–you know–make you feel happy to be alive again. We got this email the night Sunshine was reunited with Mikey:

It’s already a perfect story, they love each other. They cuddled up
 and went right to sleep! I can’t thank you enough for these two love
 bugs! I will send pictures tomorrow.

Cathy with her new best friends.
Cathy with her new best friends.

 

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13 thoughts on “Loss, Loss, Gain

    1. I know. As it was happening Tim kept saying this is one for the blog. I shortened some of the emails because they were turning into small novels–but this girl really was great! She was so concerned for the animals. You can’t really tell in the picture but Sunshine had a bed in the back of the car that almost looked more comfortable than my own. 🙂 They brought food and hay with them and when Cathy’s boyfriend asked what kind of special treats they like I was thinking I just met the perfect cute young couple.

    1. Oops. missed this question, Lori. WE have 4 goats, 3 dogs, two ducks, one kitten, 16 chickens (and 1 rooster, but I don’t like to remind my husband of this). At the moment we have two mice living in the glove compartment of our truck. My daughter wasn’t pleased when they decided to join her in the back seat as we rode into town. My husband is trying to lure them into traps with peanut butter, but they keep outsmarting him. 🙂

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