It's Kind of Sad

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As I mentioned a few days ago, we took Henry and Lulu to their new home. It was both happy and sad. We're so pleased we found a great home for them, where they have a lot of room and other goats to play with. And most of all, wonderful people who are delighted with them.

On the other hand, we've had them since they were so tiny, and really, they're like our dogs in a way; and you know how attached we get to our animals. In case you don't know about goats, they're quite intelligent, very social pack animals. Since we got them at such an early age, they've kind of imprinted on us. When we come home, they come running, just like your favorite pet.

And these guys were our favorite pets. But with us wanting to go out again, it was time to find them a good home, and we've done that.

So here's a few pictures of them, memory shots for us. I didn't spend much time with these, so take them for what they are.

Henry on the outside,
Lulu looking through the window.

Another shot of them in their house.

Henry in profile.

They love nothing better
than having their horns scratched.

Unless it's eating.
Just about anything. . .

I love their little goat lips.

Terry found it easier
to just pick Lulu up for their journey.
You have to be careful of their horns.

Here they go.

They haven't left our property
in close to ten years.
We were worried they'd freak out,
but they seemed more interested than anything.

At their new home,
they have other goats to play with.

Although I do believe
they were under the impression
that they were the only goats in the world.

After a bit of time,
and a few head butts,
it looks like they will be just fine.

I may not be so fine,
but I know it's the right thing to do.
I feel like a chapter of my life is over,
but I'm going to look forward,
not back.