Goats…just looking around, I guess.
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Kids…
How cute are these wee goats? I can’t stop looking at those sweet faces. Goats have gorgeous eyes and like to be petted. They almost look like happy dogs in this picture, excited to see the camera and curious as to what it is. Or, maybe they just want food. Either way, the picture is from Pixabay and I love it.
SONNY AND DINAH…
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Sonny and Dinah lived on a beautiful farm. They were madly in love and spent all of their time together. They ate clover, climbed over rocks and frolicked in the meadow. They were well fed, well loved, and always had clean straw and a warm place to sleep.
Humans lived next to the goat house and a young girl with big brown eyes and a bow in her hair, came to say hello to Sonny and Dinah every single day. She kissed their necks, hugged them and petted them before she left for school and she did the exact same thing when she returned. In the summer she even slept with them, curling up in the straw with a thin blanket. They didn’t mind, since she smelled good and was very kind. She told them her name was Moonlight, because she was born outside at night and the moon smiled on her and that’s how she got her name. The goats tried to say her name but were unable to do so. Moonlight knew they were doing their best and gave them extra kisses for their effort.
One day, Moonlight was running through the meadow and then she wasn’t. Sonny and Dinah knew she had fallen. They ran to her side and pushed her with their noses and bleated at her but she wouldn’t open her eyes, or say anything. Sonny told Dinah to stay with her, then he turned and ran to the house. Once there, he butted the door until the woman answered. She looked like an older version of Moonlight and was wiping her hands on a towel.
“Sonny? What is it?”
Sonny pranced, stood on his hind legs and then he turned in circles.
“Are you being silly?” she asked smiling.
Frustrated, Sonny grabbed the corner of her apron with his teeth and began to drag her toward Moonlight. She tried to push him away, asking what had gotten into him, but he would not let go. Finally, she caught on and ran beside him. She saw Dinah jumping around and headed toward her. She found Moonlight, unconscious. It was obvious that she had tripped and hit her head on a large rock. The woman picked the child up and ran to the truck. Sonny and Dinah, rubbed faces and stood where they were for quite some time. They didn’t know where the woman took their friend but they trusted her.
Later that evening the man came into the barn and told the goats that they had saved Moonlight’s life. He hugged Sonny and Dinah, thanked them, and gave them their favorite treats, then he hugged them again. He said that Moonlight would be home in a day or two.
When the man left, the goats settled down, leaning into each other.
“You know,” said dinah, “humans never give us enough credit.”
“Never,” agreed Sonny.
“We can’t even let Moonlight know that we can say her name. It would scare all of them too much.”
“I love you,” said Sonny.
“I love you too,” said Dinah, rubbing her soft face against his neck.”
“Moonlight is very special,” said Sonny.
“Special enough that we can whisper her name, next time she stays with us?” asked Dinah hopefully.
“Let’s do that,” said Sonny, nibbling on Dinah;s ear.
“I think it would make her happy.”
“Sweet dreams my love,” muttered Sonny, his eyes closing.
“Sweet dreams, beloved,” sighed Dinah, as she drifted off to a place where all animals were loved and respected and there was no fear or torture.
Rethinking Life 
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on December 1, 2018