Most of the time, my farm animals—especially the goats—fill my life with endless laughter and joy. I don’t mind waking up in the middle of the night to play midwife or giving a momma goat a well-deserved break by snuggling her babies. Keeping them healthy and happy is a commitment I cherish. But nothing prepares me for those moments when one of my goats falls ill, or when age catches up, and I sense the end approaching. Those moments tear at the calm and joy I hold dear and leave me feeling deeply paralyzed and heartbroken.

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Sandra – the Goat Lady –