The Lord Giveth and the Momma Goat Taketh Away

Well.  Today we lost (fill in the blank with whatever name Leah picked out) when his momma came to our yard and called him home.  She paid him a visit yesterday, and they both spoke to each other through the fence, but when she left without him we thought it was a false alarm.  That gave us a chance to get little Fill in the Blank wormed, with spectacularly disgusting results.  But he perked right up after disgorging his parasites, and although still dehydrated, ate a few feed pellets out of our hands.  Later today Ava watched him slip through the fence and rejoin his mom.  Momma Goat thanked us for rescuing him, bottle-feeding, bathing and worming him, and left a little donation by the fence for our trouble. 

Ava took it very well ONLY because Bob brought home an adorable three-day old little girl goat from the rescue center during his lunch break.  She is the prettiest goat I have ever seen, and she and Peanut are starting to play with each other.  So, for several hours, we had a herd of THREE baby goats.  But for now, please say hello to Not Yet Named Baby Goat Girl.  I do not wish for any more goats.  The end.