Carmel was a good goat in life but on May 6th 2013, just after he turned a year old, coyotes jumped the fence of his pasture and stole all, leaving nothing but his stomach.
We had good times together, he even won a second place ribbon at the fair.
We had bad times together, nosing his way past me to the grain barrel. He was a patient little trickster who seemed to want to be an acrobat (or a stunt goat), jumping and flipping off stumps and me.
I remember how he would try and nibble my hair.
I remember the way he greeted me with two hooves on my legs begging for treats and a good scratch.
Anyway, he was a good little Pygmy goat even though he hogged the food.
I will miss him. I hope he liked his life. ::(
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