In the early dawn, I watch my husband dig yet another grave on the little hilltop. I mourn the loss of my dearest Cassiopeia [aka Cassie], who gave me twins only 18-short days ago and a surplus of wonderful goat’s milk…already tipping the bucket in excess of eight plus pounds.
Within 36-hours of taking note that she was ‘off’ and an emergency barn visit by the vet, I lost her, in the blink of an eye, during the night. I have no words, only unanswered questions. I am consumed by the deepest sorrow…she took a piece of my heart and soul along with her! A somber farm morning indeed!