You is such a little sweetie. Yes, her name is You. Aren’t we ridiculous? Since we have a goat named “Me”, it seemed all too right to name one “You” … so I could call them into the barn by yelling, “Hey You, Me & Emily!”
Sadly, we did have another little sweetie named “Mini-Me” that we purchased at the same time … but she passed away in my arms only 30 hours after I brought her home. After a midnight visit from our local farm vet, we discovered that she was suffering from Shipping Fever and the Scours. The vet did his best … but she passed away just hours after he left. Isaac and I cuddled her before she passed … and we tried to heal her with love … but she left … and Isaac took it very well. Better than I.
Anyway … now little Miss You is a spoiled goat. Because she is missing a fellow kid to grow-up with (the older goats don’t count, as they are not liking her quite yet) … we have allowed her the occassional run of our house … and some bed snuggles. She is fond of all of us … and is just an all around sweetie. She wags her tail quite a bit and enjoys a good romp outside.
As the old-time Maine famers say, “Ain’t she cunning?”