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Thursday afternoon brought Madison some very sad news.  She found one of our young goats with a broken leg.  It was one that she was training to pull a cart.  It may not have been a pet yet, but one could say he was close to it.  We have not figured out what happened to cause the break, but it was broken bad… way bad.  So much so that we ruled out any attempt to set the leg.  Without trying to be to graphic, I’ll say that skin was the only thing holding the lower back leg to it’s body.  We called our faithful friend and natural healing professional… even she gave us a grim prognosis for this little guy.  By the end of the evening, we had decided we would bring the goat to the butcher as soon as possible.  This dicision was not made lightly, but on this farm, we strive to waste little.  Madison was sad… and maybe a little angry with our choice, but she understood. 

The next morning, I was the one to bring the goat to the butcher.  Understandably, the girls didn’t want to got with.

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