16 Dec 2007
Snowbound and Heartbroken

Snowbound today - the big storm only dumped about 6 inches here, but the winds gusting to 40 mph have made most of the yard and paddocks well nigh impassable, and we won't be going anywhere. If I get the energy, I'll try to dig out behind the garage later today, but, well, I'm not really very energetic.

Very shortly after I made the last post here (Friday, December 14th), I went out to the barn to do the morning chores. And my heart broke. Donner was dead.

He'd been sick for a week, but I hadn't thought it that serious. He was getting worse on Thursday, but when I went to get the penicillin it was expired, so I thought I could just get some Friday and give him a shot to help fight it off. But no such luck - my goat baby was gone.

He was my pet, he was my friend. And he was young, only three. Too young for this. We buried him Friday morning, before the snow, in the corner of the yard that he most liked, when he escaped the pasture.

Some may think me silly to be this broken up over a goat - all I can say is that you would've had to have known him to understand. His twin, Blitzen, had to be dragged out of the stall so we could take the body, and spent all day Friday right on the other side of the fence by his brother. We locked him in a stall with Hammer on Friday night, and he's still there, riding out the storm.

I really can't write anymore now - it's tough to type through tears. I will get a photo gallery up at some point, and link it, of course. Rememberance works for goats, too, I'm sure. I buried him with Thor's Hammer around his neck - and there's a new arrival in Þrúðheimr for chariot duty.

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