(AF) A Memorial for Siser Bertrille

    I will soon be changing my profile pic, I just haven't been able to bring myself to do it, yet. You see, the pic posted is of my wonderful Sister Bertrille (named after the Flying Nun because of her ears that stick out like a nun's hat). Sister Bertrille gave me many beautiful babies over the years, and much wonderfully, delicious milk. But sadly, a couple of weeks ago, I lost my beautiful girl during labor. It turned out that she also had some vinyl tarp threads balled up inside her, tightly wrapped up with hay she had eaten, that had impacted and blocked her digestive tract. It apparently was in the last bail of hay I had purchased. It didn't take much of those thin, blue strings to do the fatal damage. She is sadly missed by not only me, but the other goats and even the cats. Some of the cats adored her and loved to cuddle with her.

Rest in peace my beautiful, faithful and loving Sister Bertrille! You were so in tune with me that you knew when I needed your comfort and snuggling and comforted me in a loving and gently way. You also knew when I needed to laugh and did a great job of clowning around to make me laugh until I nearly fell over. I will always cherish your wonderful memories. Rest peacefully, Sister.

Her last set of babies.

Sister Bertrille on the left, trying to corral her ornery, near grown kid. I still have the now grown kid (on the right) and she is totally lost without her momma!

A carefree afternoon of munching hay.

Her ears would flop down just a little when she ran.

Sister Bertrille playing peek-a-boo.

I will never forget those beautiful ears!