She must have laid in the corner here right where she is eating in this picture (This is July 27th picture. The only picture I got of her this day. She eats inside here where the lighting isn’t as good. I got better of the other two.) This afternoon and had a heart attack (I think.). Her eyes were open and she was just dead. She did look peaceful as can be in her death.
I got Charcole when she was a baby in 1996. She is the black goat here. She is the reason I bought this home. I had to have a place to put her. She has always been a friend.
I buried her in the yard by the barn. Earl came with his tractor and dug the hole it is so dry, I tried with the shovel behind my tears and it just didn’t work. She isn’t in really deep, but she is in a good place. She liked it out there.
She had a good life as far as a goat goes. She has always been fed good and always had an outdoor area to eat. A spoiled goat. She has produced only about 8 kids which isn’t a lot for a goat. Of those 8, only two were nannies.
I will miss her though, she was always so nice to visit with when I went to the barn. She was my highlight for the most part. I am not sure if I will continue to even have goats from here out. It is undecided, as it will be so different.