The life cycle on the farm continues. Lots of rain, lots of sunshine, lots of mud and green, green grass. And a little more sadness. Another of our old goats had been struggling with worsening arthritis and had been seeming to have increasing trouble getting around. We didn’t realize it when he first came to us, but he also had very badly misshapen hips (a lifelong issue, apparently), and as well as we could gather, they just sort of gave out. The details are sad and unimportant, but he was suffering, he wasn’t going to get better, and we decided he needed to be put down. So Steve was again digging a muddy grave for the second time in a week. The experience of deciding to end this animal’s suffering was really sobering, but at the same time it was abundantly clear (especially after a phone call to the former owner) that it was the right thing to do.
We need to get used to this. As farmers, we’re charged with tending to all these hungry, thirsty, breathing, moving, living, dying things. We’re trying to give them all, from the earthworms to the dogs to the pigs to the chickens to the goats, the richest, happiest, healthiest lives we can. And when it’s in our power, we want to make sure that their deaths are as peaceful and respectful and painless as possible. We want very much to give that to everything that lives out it’s time under our care.
So, on to life! Here’s what else we’ve all been up to:
This beautiful weather has us all feeling warm and optimistic even in the midst of tough decisions, hard work, and daily mistakes. Farm life is a good life.