“When we would ride out, that goat would cry like crazy, because she couldn’t come with us - we could hear that goat crying for almost a mile. And when we came back, she’d walk along every step, as we walked the horses to cool them down. She was a lovely goat”
I LOVE that story.
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If I recall correctly, that goat’s name was ‘Gertie’.
(Gertrude, fer short :-)
-JT