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Goats, gripes, and grasping for greatness
RIP to GCF Sancho 
8th-Dec-2016 08:48 pm
Foober
Sancho is dead. I came home to find him down in the pasture, disoriented and in terrible pain. I threw all the other boys into the barnyard to give Sancho some space, called the vet, heated a towel and grabbed the big red goat-coat for Sancho, then sat with him in the moonlight, keeping him company and talking quietly to him. The vet came out and helped me send Sancho on to the endless pastures. I hope Jared is waiting for him.

Sancho
February 8, 2012 - December 8, 2016
The big cheese.

Goodbye, Sancho. Thanks a lot for being our reliable, frat-house nutcase.
I'll miss you.

babysancho

Patty and Sancho full grown
Sancho was taller than his mother by the time he was two years old. That's baby Summer goat in the background.

Sancho smash
This picture was taken fall of 2014, with Ari (left) and Richie.
Comments 
12th-Dec-2016 12:27 am (UTC)
Oh yes. Sancho was wethered at 2 or 3 months old. We only had the one pasture at the time and we were leaving on a trip to South Africa. We didn't want to come home to an Oedipal situation with a worried/frustrated house-sitter.
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