The goats are definitely my favourite animal at the Farm where I am doing my internship (hence, the name of this blog). My absolute favourite was the little male kid. He was around four-five months old when he passed away last month. No one knows why he got so sick so quickly. The day he died was by far the saddest day I have had here. Trying, with the help of other volunteers, to get him to stand and holding his little head up minutes before he died were experiences that I never thought I would have.
Because he died while he was still drinking his mother’s milk, she needed to be milked so I got to learn how! Yay! It was actually quite awesome.