This is the hard part of farm life, losses.
We arrived home yesterday from work to find poor little George dead. He had caught his collar on a water bucket handle and suffocated. Ironically enough, George was scheduled to be processed later this winter, but as caretakers of our animals, the peace we have with the life-death cycle comes from knowing that our animals have lived happy lives and that death is quick and peaceful. Our animals don't suffer. This loss has been particularly hard.
We arrived home yesterday from work to find poor little George dead. He had caught his collar on a water bucket handle and suffocated. Ironically enough, George was scheduled to be processed later this winter, but as caretakers of our animals, the peace we have with the life-death cycle comes from knowing that our animals have lived happy lives and that death is quick and peaceful. Our animals don't suffer. This loss has been particularly hard.
George was known as "the milk monster", still nursing regularly from Lola at over 4 months old! The tears flowed yesterday as Lola filled the milking jars, realizing just how much she was still feeding her baby boy.
George was a snaggle-horned goat who loved bridge-bouncing and napping on the cows. He loved little apple pieces, mouthfuls of alfalfa, and back rubs. We will remember him for his joyful spirit.
Rest in peace little Georgie.
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