Carla suddenly died one night with no rhyme or reason. She died before she had babies which is so sad. I had fed and locked them up for the night and the next morning she was gone. The vet was at a loss and so was I. It was a sad day when we said goodbye to her. The herd recovered from the loss and life resumed the normal pace again. I became more observant of the poo and instantly recognised any changes in the goats through this. During this time I experienced a loss very close to me like no other. My Dad passed away suddenly with heart failure. I rushed back overseas to attend to matters and the funeral and while I was away something happened to Lady and she got ill too. The day I returned from my trip back to attend my Dad's funeral was to be the last day I saw her. She too died over night. My heart was sad as I had experienced too much loss by this time. But this was what farming was all about. Life and death is the cycle of life isn’t it? Animals get ill and die. It’s a fact that each and every farmer must deal with at some stage of their farming lives. It’s sad, it’s hard and it’s a loss every time but life goes on.
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