Today was a very sad day at our place.
This evening I went out to check the animals. As I approached the goat pen I realized something was "off". My little bottle baby, Nesbitt, wasn't running up to the gate, bleating and happy to see me. This was very unusual. I called and called and looked through the herd for him (it takes a while to find an all white goat in a herd of all white goats). He was no where to be found. I scanned the fence line and saw a goat down by the waterer. I ran over and found that it was Nes. He had gotten his horns tangled in the fence and was electrocuted by the electric fence. I was so devastated to find him. Poor little goat. He was such a dear, sweet little soul. He was born prematurely, pink with a soft sheen of thin fur and weak, bowed legs. He lived in our laundry room for a month while we bottle fed him. We splinted his legs so he could gain strength to stand and walk. Lil Peanut would push him around in his laundry basket. As he grew older we moved him outside where he grazed in the yard and took walks with us. We started to train him to work with the wagon with hopes that one day he would pull Will around the farm in it. He was a great friend to all of us. He had a wonderful temperament and loved people. When I saw him yesterday he bleated and followed me the entire length of the pasture as I walked home. I promised him that I would come back for him soon and take him back "home" once the apple trees were fenced off. I regret not taking him home sooner. I feel very guilty that he suffered the way he did.
We are very heartbroken and saddened tonight to say farewell to a great little goat. I will miss you Nes. You were one in a million.
Tam
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