Goldie – Queen of Goats

Goldie Head

Preface:

When I originally began to write this stream of consciousness essay, there was no way I could have foreseen the events that were to unfold in the next 24 hours. I had my laptop with me most of the time and for some reason I felt compelled to write whatever come into my head as the events were happening. It is only now, three months later, that I am able to go back to what I wrote, add a preface, epilogue and photos to present it for others to read.

October 18, 2006

Imagine your favorite pet: the one you loved the most of all, of any animal you have ever had bless your life. Recall the love you have, or had, for them. Often we love an animal, with his/her unconditional love, unlike any human we have ever loved; this is the love of which I am referring. Now imagine this pet as a major part of your life, influencing all aspects of how you have lived, and even make a living, for the last 11 years. Now imagine this wonderful creature being more than an animal, imagine she be like your best human friend and your foster child. If you can image these things, you may come close to understanding the feelings I have for Goldie, the most wonderful goat you could ever have the pleasure to know.

Resting in the sun
Goldie resting in the son with her triplets – 2002

Today is a warm day in the middle of October and I have just returned from the barn.

Goldie is old now.

Today, she cannot walk on her own; her front knee “went out” on her again yesterday and if she takes a step she falls. Larry and I just moved her out onto the grass in the sun, which is not as depressing as being in a stall. She can’t get up on her own, so we help her up. She will stand for a little while and then, if she tried to take a step, she’ll fall. I help her into a comfortable position. She resigned. She is a smart old gal. She reaches out her head and nibbles some grass. I pet her and tell her I love her and hold back tears because I know she is nearing her end. It is not fair to this wonderful, strong, loving Queen to live a life like this: a depressed life of frustration & pain. She has lost so much weight, though she’s still about 150 pounds, but that is nothing like the 215 she was just one year ago.. She stopped eating grain and began loosing weight when her feet got bad this Spring. She has always had bad feet, but in her old age, an infection set in in her rear feet which made walking painful. I’d lovingly wash, and carefully trim her feet and treat her in every way I knew how, but healing takes longer when you’re old. She shifted her way of standing, putting all her weight on her front legs and since getting up and down with her arthritis was hard, she would stand all through the night. Now her ‘good’ front knees keep going out on her. It’s just like with a human getting old, things start to go, and one thing leads to another. I know itï’s the way of life: we all get old and eventually die. It’s just so very hard to see it coming. To see Goldie will not be with us much longer. Its tearing me up.

We all must go eventually. I’ve seen my share of death. It’s never easy; it’s always hard, and harder when you truly love the one who’s passed. I’m a Healer. I help people, and their animals, all over the world. I have saved many a life, and comforted many a grieving human at the lost of their love one. Still, this makes it no easier for me. I know a lot about helping the sick, but I can’t cure old age. We have to accept the inevitable. But, it still doesn’t make it any easier. I know the pain of loss; the indescribable grief, and knowing this doesn’t make all this any easier. The lucky thing for animals is that we can help them pass from this life, when this life has no quality worth living to it. We can’t do that for humans, so it is nice we can give this gift to out animals friends. And this, I an afraid, is a decision we are going to have to make for Goldie soon. It’s tearing me up.

And so I must write about her…

Even though it was 11 years ago, I remember the first time I saw Goldie like it was yesterday.

It was in October of 1995. We wanted to get a milk goat, and had gone to a goat show in Knoxville. We didnï’t know a lot about goats then. We were looking for a doe to purchase but had about as much money as knowledge at that time (next to none). Most of the does we saw that were even for sale (there were not many) were out of our league in terms of cost. We looked up and down the aisles and were about done, with no luck at finding a doe and in almost the very last stall was a plain little blond doe stand up and looking at us and screaming her head off. “Meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!ï” She yelled to me. I went to her and touched her and looked up and saw the sign “For Sale”. I looked at Larry and asked,”What about her”. We decided to wait to ask about her. The person who owned these goats was busy showing her goats so we waited ½ hour. Anytime we’d walk away the little doe would scream to us to come “baaaaack”.  She really wanted us to take her home. Finally the woman came and we asked about the doe. She was not an American or Purebred, she was a mixed breed and was $75. I would have paid $100, which to me was a lot of money at the time.

The doe did not belong to the woman but was being sold for by her for a friend. We paid for the little doe, who’s name was Goldie. As we walked her out of the goat area she pooped and her poops were loaded with white things. A breeder who was near by looked and said, “She’s full of worms”, and gave us a look like we were complete rubes, which maybe we were, but I already loved this little doe and so we drove her home. On the way home we stopped at a farm supply store to buy a wormer for Goldie and when I went in the store, Goldie yell for me to come back the entire time.

And so Goldie was seven months old when she joined our then, motley goat herd, which consisted of a little buck named GoatBoy, a wether named Smiley and wild little doe named Little Girl. We first put Goldie and Smiley together in a stall for the night and the next day, GoatBoy was in there with them as well. I had to leave the very next day to go to WV and it’s amusing, when I spoke with Larry on the phone after I had gotten to WV he said, “That doe is the ugliest goat I’ve ever seen”.  She was a LaMancha doe with little tiny”elf ears”. I fell in love with her personality so quickly that we didn’t even really notice her odd looks and tiny ears.

bruins
Goldie’s first kids “the Bruins” – 1996

Goldie was bred by GoatBoy in the Fall of her first year and presented us with extraordinary twin does in Late Winter in 1996. I remember it was 20* that night she had her first kids. Buffalo Gal and Burrita were brown and black and were identical twins except for one big difference: one had elf ears and one had long Alpine like ears. It was ridiculous, but that was Goldie.

Goldie, Trouble and Blondie
Goldie feeding her daughters Trouble and Blondie – 1997

The next year (her second) when she went into labor she was having trouble delivering. The first time in my life I had ever seen anything born was our first year of goats (the year before), now here it was our second year of having kids. We had never seen anyone assist a birth before and all we knew was from the few books we studied. I ran up to the house to try to find a vet to come help. After ½ hour I could reach no one who could come. Frantically I ran back down to the barn. I was quite attached to Goldie at this point and the though of loosing her was horrible. I entered the barn and found Larry, Goldie and two little babies. Larry told me the story and once again, Goldie proved herself remarkable.

Goldie could not deliver the kids; she needed assistance. I was up at the house. Larry knew he had to “go in” and even with no experience he knew he had to do what he had to do. Goldie stood, with no one holding her. She was not tethered or tied. She just stood and let Larry do what he had to do as best her could. Larry managed to get the kid positioned right and then out come Trouble (so named because of the trouble she caused her birth) and after Trouble came Blondie.

And, of course, Goldie was a great mom and wonderful milker..

eating a mater
Eating a ‘mater

In 1999, came her first set of triplets and something else remarkable. Goldie, who was always a lower member of the herd challenged the current queen, a big bitchy Nubian named Belle. We were present at the battle and a battle it was. Ouch!  If you have never seen or heard goats seriously knocking heads, you can’t imagine the force they pound each other with. In the end, Goldie won the battle and thus became Queen. She was a good and benevolent queen as well, and reigned until the Summer of 2006.

Getting walked over
A mother you can walk all over – 2000

Assorted Fond Memories of Goldie:

~Goldie was a great mom and loved her babies. Not only that, she was kind to other kids as well. A sight I will always hold fondly in my memory was when one day we came down to the barn and there was Goldie laying on the soft bedding under a large hay rack. Around her, nestled around her I counted 9 kids. She looked up at us with a real smile on her face as if to say “Look at all the babies I have”.  She was truly happy with her brood. Only three of the kids were actually her’s, but they were all safe and warm gathered around the Herd Queen.

~When my friend Pete came for a visit, I let Pete have a go at milking Goldie, and she was as good as gold and extremely patient with Pete as he attempted to milk her. She never fidgeted or raise her foot; she was very understanding of his inexperience. Afterward, as she was want to do at that time of her life, she bullied him just a little. She could sense his lack of goat experience, and being 200 pounds, she was seeing what she could get away with. It’s only natural, to make sure the new herd member knew his place. Later on we took a walk. The rest of the herd had moved on, and Goldie stayed back with us, as she often did. She always knew humans were the ones to stick around. You never know what we were going to do. She had been pushing Pete a bit, but as we got to some quite steep land, she moved on ahead single file. Then Pete slipped, he fell and Goldie immediately turned around and hurried back to him to see that he was ok.   She was truly concerned about him, and let Pete steady himself on her. After that she didn’t push him, but stayed near to make sure he was steady and ok.

~Goldie had a strong neck and could swing her head around with some force. She always knew where to swing her head and hit men right in the balls. I always though it pretty funny. We often had to warn male visitors of a possible surprise strike.

Goldie resting after kidding
Goldie resting her head on her new daughter, Quan Yin, after a difficult delivery. – 2002

Yes indeed Goldie is a very special, one-of a kind goat: She’s smart, loves people, loves to be milked, and loves her children. She knows her name as well as understand other words such as “no” and she comprehends what we might want her to do. Most of the time I really feel we understand each other on a level that is hard to explain. She is always easy to work with. These days, we’ve been using a sling to aid in moving her around. Larry on one side and me on the other, holding her up. It didn’t take long for her to figure out what was what with us and the sling and she’ll start “walking” as we bare her weight- she let’s us know where she wants to go.

We’ve been hoisting her up in her sling to get her weight off her feet and so that I can work on her feet. Again, she understands the drill, and puts up bravely with her treatment.  Afterwords I always give her a couple corn chips as a treat, which she appreciates.

We decided that 2004 would be Goldie’s last year of having kids. She would be 9 years old which, we felt, was a good age to retire. With her not-so-great feet and tendency to have multiple kids, as well as needing occasional assistance with kidding, we decided not to put her through the strain anymore. We promised Goldie that with this last kidding, she could keep a girl to stay with her for the rest of her life. We also let her breed Ulysses, whom she has always loved.

The first day of Spring, 2004, we knew she was closed to kidding so right after morning barn chores, I decided to run to town for groceries so I could be back to be with her that afternoon (when we though she would kid). I went to town and when I returned Larry was not at the house. I turned on the barn video monitor to see if Larry was at the barn and I saw him, Goldie and kids. Larry said hurry down to the barn. When I got to the barn, Larry was standing in the center isle and smiling. I looked into Goldie’s stall and there she was standing there happy and proud as can be with FOUR babies!

Larry told me how he was working in the barn and Goldie came over to him as if to say “it’s time”. She went to the kidding stall door and said “let me in, it’s time to have my babies”. Larry told me how the birth went fine and he had already gotten everything all cleaned up when Goldie revealed her surprise. She had already delivered triplets, and Larry figured that was it. We had never had a goat have more than 3 babies and so it never occurred to us that Goldie had another kid left in her. Larry was all cleaned up and ready to head to the house when Goldie started to push to deliver the fourth kid. It was twisted and Larry had to “go in” to straighten it out.

Larry kept saying (jokingly) “Four babies? Goldie, what were you thinking?”

Goldie�s Quads
Goldie stands proudly with her quads, here just a couple hours old. – 2004

There is another story I have written about the female of the four, Goldie Jr , which you can read here.

When Goldie’s last daughter, Goldie Jr. was an adult, we came down to the barn in the morning and found that Goldie Jr. had her head stuck down low in a stall wall. She had been trying to get at some hay that had fallen from the hay rack in the stall next door and managed to get her head stuck. She was pretty pregnant a the time and was laying on the ground looking a bit uncomfortable, Now, normally this could have been a dangerous situation because a stuck goat could easily be the target of pot-shots from other goats, but Goldie Jr. was safe. Standing above her, guarding her, resting her head on Goldie J’s back was Goldie. She stood all night protecting her daughter.

Goldie and Sadie
Goldie resting with her daughter Sadie – 2000

I spent this afternoon writing about Goldie. She spent the afternoon in the sun. We just returned where we helped her back to her night stall. She knows the drill. She can’t stand up on her own, but see us with the sling and trying to get up enough for us to get the sling under her. Together we muscle her up and she “walks” to her stall, with us supporting her weight. It’s an ordeal, but we are will to do if for her. Put stand her in front of the hay rack and give her a couple of chips. We pet her and tell her we love her. I’m not sure how long this can go on. She’s a great gal; she lived a great life. She will always reside in my heart and mind.

I love you Goldie.

October 19, 2006

This morning when we went down to the barn we found Goldie sprawled out and moaning. She could not right herself. We got her in a comfortable position and I held her so she would not roll over.

In my arms, as I wept and told her how much I loved her, she went to sleep. She told me she was so very tired and wanted just to sleep. We thought when this time came the decision would be so hard, but in reality it is not our decision at all; it is hers. We will make the necessary arrangements today. She deserves to rest and pass from this life with dignity. I already miss her so very much.

Later
How could I have guessed, when I started writing this yesterday that today would be like this?

I’m stunned and numb. 1/2 hour ago I was holding Goldie in my arms. She was resting her head on my chest and I lay my head on hers. She was comfortable and calm in my arms. I was crying. Now, she is gone and I wait in the barn for the cremation person to come take her away. Goldie was strong, and it took longer than I though it would for her to pass from this life. But now she is at peace at she can move on to the next life.
Still Later

Now I’m back at the house. It’s 11:45 am. It all happened so fast. We went down to the barn at 8:00 am. Less then four hours later there is a huge hole in our herd and in my heart that can never be refilled. She’s really gone now. We’re suppose to get the ashes back this afternoon. I have her collar draped over my neck. In the barn, when I put it there, it was still warm, but now it is getting cold. I’m just so stunned and sad. I’m sad because I don’t want her not to be in my life anymore, but, it would not have been fair to her to make her stay. It was time. She was a great lady, a great Queen; the matriarch for our herd. She was the foundation of our herd and so could be considered the center of my life for the last 11 years. Thank you Goldie. Thank you for being a part of my life and giving life to our herd.

Born: March 11, 1995
Died: October 19, 2006

Her legacy will continue on….

Goldie gave birth to 22 children in 9 years:
1996: Buffalo Gal Bruin, Burrita Bruin
1997: Blondie, Trouble ‘A Bruin
1998: Sparkin Spartacus
1999: Sadie O’Grady, Yosh, Stan
2000: Nilla Puddn’, Willie
2001: Niblets, Walden
2002: Joyce, Harvey, Quan Yin
2003: Martini, Rossi, Rob Roy
2004: Lane, Shane, Zane, Goldie Jr.

~Molly Bunton, October 19, 2006

Epilogue:

We spread Goldie’s ashes on a Oct. 21, 2006, two days after her passing. I could not let her physically go before that. It was an incredibly beautiful day. The light was wonderful and had a golden cast to it. I took photos in celebration of Goldie that morning which you can see here. We spread her ashes where she always liked to lay, and watch me garden and the herd graze. I took photos when we spread the ashes as well. Her ashes got all over my hands and the ashes in turn got all over my camera. I thought it was fitting. Goldie will always be with me when I take photos.

I miss Goldie so very much.
She was a wonderful friend, and the most extraordinary animal I will ever have the honor to have known. There will never be another like her.

Fallen Leaf

Goldie’s ashes dusting a Fall leaf – 10/21/2006

145 thoughts on “Goldie – Queen of Goats

  1. maxgxldealer says:

    Hi

    hey this is a very interesting article! I have to go to bed, it`s late.

  2. Rhonda says:

    This article was very touching-my favorite part was about the love of an animal at the very beginning. It made me feel good that someone else feels the same way I do.

  3. Lynda Browning says:

    Thank you for sharing such a beautiful story. I have tears streaming down my face — on Monday, I lost my favorite chicken, Tux.
    I know, I know, “just a chicken,” right? But this chicken was part dog and 100% pet — sometimes the bodies they’re given just don’t quite do their souls justice. This chicken taught my dog not to chase chickens (by pecking her on the nose), and was always the first to greet me or anyone else who came to the farm. She’d fly up on my shoulders when I least expected it and nuzzle my neck.

    We will never forget them.

  4. Mert Haack says:

    I am sorry for your loss and know how you feel.I have a small farm in buffalo valley tn,where all animals are loved as humans,I had two goats Dixie and Duddle.Two weeks ago Duddle passed away, me and my wife cried for two days.I wish you the best.
    Chiggerhill Farms

  5. Erin says:

    Hi, my name is Erin and I just recently adopted an abanded goat. I have no idea what breed she is about 2-3 feet tall, almost pure white with a black dorsal stripe. And this story reminds me of our story. She is best friends with me and my horse Sunny (20 yr old Quarter horse). I love this little goat and if you have any advice PLEASE send me some. But Ya she’s kinda like my goldie.
    -Erin

  6. carlos says:

    i have a goat i think around five years old,she is having a hard time walking with her 2 front legs seem to hurt,she stands in her back legs ok but is walking on her front knees to go eat,it is killing me to see her like this and i dont know what is wrong with her,can someone help me.

  7. Margo says:

    Carlos… My Goat, Little Girl had two babies named Ruckus and Rascal, when Ruckus got pregnant she started having front leg weakness. I believe her twins were robbing her of calcium. A homeopathic remedy for that is Calcium Phosphate and Geletin. The Calcium Phosphate you can get online at a homeopathic website. The geletin you can get in the vitamin department of Wal-mart. You might also give her Gatorade for electrolites and if she’s in pain get Arnica from the homeopathic site. Never touch the Calcium Phosphate or Arnica yourself when giving them to her, With remedies, if you touch them they won’t work for her anymore. I’ve been treating my goats, horses, dogs and cats with remedies and they work great. You might also want to give her Echinacea, also at Wal-Mart if you think there’s an infection. You can tell by if she has a fever. Good luck. Love them goats. I have ten right now. Expecting some more in a couple of months. Kiddo is a real Don Juan with my girls.

  8. amber lee says:

    Hi Molly i have 8 goats right now and they are just so sweet i love goats so much they are so funny. I am only 13 and i raise goats i have lost some it is very hard . Your website is so helpful i don’t think i could of done it with out you website .Goldie was so sweet and a good mother

  9. Godfrey says:

    I think Goldie would have wanted you to eat her!

  10. joan says:

    Dear Molly,
    What a wonderful,heartfelt tale. Goldie was a life changing gift. Bless her and you.. Many years ago I lived on a small farm with a goat named Hilda.She was smart,beautiful and very generous.She loved the company of dogs,horses,sheep and people.Thirty seven years have come and gone since Hilda’s time and I still feel it in my chest when I think of her.I know it will be the same for you,but rest assured Molly, time does dull the pain and the sweet memories grow sweeter.Joan

  11. Max says:

    This is the sadest story i HAVE READ IN MY LIFE I dont want to think about it when my goat passes

  12. Shelley says:

    I am just now getting into goats. I have had a couple people suggeste your website to me so I am now checking it out. Your story is both very wonderful and very sad! I was crying even before I was halfway through! Thank you for sharing with us!

  13. Shelley says:

    I think Goldie would have wanted you to eat her!

    I’m sorry, but I just have to say that I think you are a disrespectful IDIOT!

  14. Elaine says:

    I have come to your website often , and I refer others to it when a kid leaves our farm.
    Reading your story about Goldie was very heart warming. I know the loss you speak of from similar experiences. None are ever the same, some animals are just very special.

    May Goldie always live in your heart . Her gentle spirit is a blessing to you.

  15. Judith Legendere says:

    I have a 3 year old doe who gives triplets each year…she give over a gallon of milk a day and is a LM/Sannen the problem is she has cone tees i have been told i should cull her ..i lose one to two of her kids per year if i don’t bottle feed them …for the first two weeks then they can handle her big tees …is this a bad thing …???

  16. Lynne A says:

    We just lost one of our goats, she was only with us briefly but I loved her nonetheless. I was with her too at the last. Your story is beautiful, goats are an underrated animal that bring us much warmth. I think I’ll always have them.

  17. Ms. Lu says:

    I’m still drying the tears off my cheeks. I am a newbie to the goat world and your story made me recognize how dear these unique creatures can be. All 7 of my “children” are less than a year old and I so look forward to having the same experiences you shared with Goldie. They will be forever and eternal, the memories we hopefully will take with us when it is our time.

  18. Jane Midkiff says:

    I have just finished reading your website. It is a wealth of information, I really love it. I am a petsitter. One of my clients has a small herd of Nubian does. I am on maternity watch now as 7 does are expecting within the next two weeks. I am going to pass on your spreadsheet and hopefully next year we will be able to zero in on the dates. I taught a new Mom how to nurse her twins last year. We have three new moms coming this year, hopefully with your advice things will go well. I am trying out the information today about the ligaments and being able to put your fingers close together at the tailbone.
    Thank you for this website and your wonderful stories. I felt like I knew Goldie too. I had a whether for 14 years that was a close companion and know how it feels to lose them. I will be checking in frequently for help. Thank you again!

  19. cassandra says:

    i am truly touched by this story i found myself crying for adleast a half hour after word. i to have lost goats from my herd and i feel your pain . my most beloved goat bandu ( 2 year old buck) has brightened my day in more ways then i ever thought possible. i love him more than some of my friends . i fear more than anything the day he grows old.
    sometimes animals come along and touch your lives forever . goldie has a place in my heart. im sorry for your loss.
    ps this was beatifully written

  20. laurie says:

    What a lovely tribute to Goldie. I came to your site through a Google search for dairy goat lifespan and now am in tears after reading your touching description of Goldie and the love you shared.

  21. kandi says:

    hi it was so hard hearing about Goldie she was a very sweet awesome goat i just recently last year purchased two little nubian goats one buck and one doe i had the buck wethered they were only 6 days old and i raised them from a bottle i am so attached to them i cant imagine losing them they see me come home and yell for me as soon as they see the car. i understand the pain of losing a loved animal two years ago i lost my little 2 pound chihuahua she was 9 years old and it was hard i still cry over her I have a horse who is 37 years old yes 37 i have had him since he was 18 months old he has always been there for me i have cried a million tears in them years with my arms wrapped around his neck and his head laying on my shoulders he is such a good friend but i know we are close to the end because he is so old i just dread that day everytime i go to the barn i wonder if he will be okay i worry about him all the time even though he is healthy and the vet says he is in good shape for his age probaby 12 years ago i lost my old pony i had had since i was a child she was 40 years old and i went to the barn and she was down on the barn floor ( she ran free and never left the yard had full run of yard and barn she was my barn goddess) i yelled for my husband to go get the phone and then i set down on the floor with her she looked up at me and nickered and then i wrapped my arms around her and held her head in my arms and she died right there before my husband could get out with phone i think she was waiting on me we were inseperable i use to ride her to town when i was a kid and share ice cream cones with her and cokes she loved pop and could turn a bottle of pop upside down and drink it anyway enough about that i just wanted you to know that i know your heartache and fill for you now they are all running in that big pasture in the sky i know God has a special place for them thanks for your sight

  22. Sherrie says:
    I think Goldie would have wanted you to eat her!

    I’m sorry, but I just have to say that I think you are a disrespectful IDIOT!
    I agree. This person must never have know that kind of love. My son lost his 20 something mustang this last fall and my first horse was 35. I now have a few goats. My first is a La Macha. She is a bottle baby and very spoiled. I am supposed to give her an all over scratch when I am with her. And I just bought a baby Boar billy that someone took to the auction. He is about 3 week now I think. I think he was a week old when I bought him. When I first saw him he was in with some older babies that kept ramming him, and he would just run in circles. I knew there was something wrong with him just could not figure it out. Turns out he is blind. I do not know if he was born this way or if it is from an injury, because he tilts his head a little to the left. But either way he is very smart. He will come to his name, if I clap my hands, or if I drag my feet along the gravel.
    He is my special spoiled baby.

  23. Angie says:

    I am so thankful I stumbled upon this website! I currently have 2 LaMancha. Doe, both ready to kid as we speak. I am new into goats, we got them to have our own milk, but I have always been a huge animal lover as well, so it is like I gained more pets (family members). Thank you for sharing your experience with those of us who don’t have much yet! Goldie sounds like an amazing goat, what a gift to have that many years with Goldie and memories to last for a lifetime!

  24. Daisy says:

    I was in tears reading.

    Thank you for sharing your life with Goldie. She was truly a gentle soul on this earth plane.

  25. Dagnet says:

    What a lovely, touching story. I had tears in my eyes throughout the story. Not just for Goldie but remembering The first goat I every had was a Nubian who also died at 10 years old. She was a kind gentle goat and though I continue to have goats, she will always remain in my heart. Thank you!

  26. Larraine Brandt says:

    Thank you for sharing the wonderful life of Goldie with me. Animals so enrich our lives that I cannot ever imagine being without them. Thank God for all the wonderful animals He has graced our lives with.

  27. Vera says:

    That was a wonderful essay but very sad. I should’ve waited until after work to read it because now I am sitting here crying at work :(

  28. Angela says:

    I realize that you loved Goldie very much, and you’re not the type of breeder to knowing exploit animals. But I think 22 kids in nine years is probably excessive breeding. That’s an awful lot of kids and created a lot of stress on her body. I hope you will not breed your does quite so much in the future. They might live longer and enjoy their lives more.

  29. Doreen says:

    I realize that you loved Goldie very much, and you’re not the type of breeder to knowing exploit animals. But I think 22 kids in nine years is probably excessive breeding. That’s an awful lot of kids and created a lot of stress on her body. I hope you will not breed your does quite so much in the future. They might live longer and enjoy their lives more.

    Angela, I have to respectfully disagree with you. Do you now, or have you ever owned goats? If you did or do, you know that it’s most common for goats to kid with twins. Goldie was bred over 9 years, and had 22 kids, which works out to about 2.5 kids each year. Since goats can’t have half a kid, some years she had twins, some years singletons, and that one VERY multiple year. Although I personally have only bred my does every 2-3 years, I’m the exception, not the rule. It’s very common and acceptable to breed a doe every year until it’s no longer safe due to advanced age. It’s been awhile since I read Goldie’s story, but I seem to recall she didn’t have dystocia, or difficult kiddings, Sounds to me like she enjoyed all of her many kids, and she probably did not feel exploited. Believe me, I get VERY upset when I hear of animals being mistreated or, as you said, expolited…………………..what I took away from Goldie’s story ( through my copious tears ) was that she was chosen, loved, and cherished. If only that was true of ALL animals.

  30. daniel gold says:

    I once had a nubian-senean-alpine,when she passed it pained everything.
    In memory to my poor goat,
    Odet

  31. James Spain says:

    You are/were very blessed to have a goat like this and a heart of gold.

  32. Rishia O'Neill says:

    I was touched deeply reading and thinking About your Queen…at some point you heart retching ask the reader ‘..have you ever had one moment like this?’ I can say yes, I have. Her name was Spring Lady. I still miss her, now 38 years. Had her 7, she was seven when I got her.I was 22. Now I am thinking of ‘build it they will come’ old girl rest home’ .Deluxe care and accomodations.

  33. Pam says:

    I am very tender-hearted for animals of any kind, but this story of your Goldie, was extraordinary. I felt your pain, and your love for her. We have just begun to raise a few goats….and have had only 1 set of twins so far. I am planning to follow your pattern, and keep track of each and every one of them. Thanks for taking the time to write this beautiful tribute to Goldie…it will live on forever!!

  34. Veronica says:

    Wow, what a beautiful story and what a beautiful goat she was. I can say I have had more heart-warming/breaking life moments with animals than I have ever had with people. You both were lucky to have each other – what an amazing life and story – thank-you Molly for sharing it. She lives on in each of our memories’ now.

  35. Carol Huntsman says:

    Molly, I accidently stumbled across your web site and was so moved by your story of Goldie. My first experience with goats was my Grandaughters 4H project, Scott and Ms. Boots, African Pygmys. They were 1 day old when we got them. I got the night feedings. How I loved them! The children grew up and left them to me, there are 7 of them now. Every one different and every one priceless! We lost Scott and it was devastating. I felt your pain when I read Goldie’s story and cried for you. Ms. Boots is now 9 and I see her getting old. I’m not ready to give her up. I’m 75 and my babies are from 5 to 9 and I pray that I will out live them. My wonderful nephew has promised to care for them if I don’t. I couldn’t bear to think of my little friends being mistreated. They have a nice pasture, but I often let them out and take them for walks with me. When they go back in their pen, Ms. Boots and I have our own special time together. I know that too soon I will lose her for a season, but she will greet me when I join her and Scott and my other furry friends in heaven. Carol

  36. Dixie says:

    This story made me fall in love with Goldie. I cry and smile when I think of her. What a beautiful soul she was. This story is the reason I am buying a lamancha. I never met you Goldie but I will someday and your mom too on rainbow bridge…

  37. Peggy says:

    Your story about Goldie really touched a nerve for me. We are new to raising goats, but have had to, on occasion, euthanize beloved dogs or cats. It is never an easy decision under any circumstance, and takes a bundle of love and commitment to what is best for the critter to make. Your Goldie sounds a lot like my Tilly, who is also a La Mancha. She is patient and sweet, not at all a fireball like our Sadie (a Saanen). Goldie will always be in your heart. Thank you for putting yourself out there and sharing such a personal and difficult experience laced with joy!

  38. Brooke says:

    Ahh, such is life.

  39. julianna4627 says:

    Great post. The most impressive I’ve come across.

  40. lara2637 says:

    None of the various posts I’ve come across are like this one. You can tell alot of work went into this.

  41. sara says:

    that was a beautiful story I have seven boer goats an the main one that gave them all to me was sugar she is a beautiful goat an I love her so much an always been a good mama but this last birth she had triplets two were born dead an so the second one lucky barely made it so iam having to bottle feed him she wont have nothing to do with him hes now a month old an she just gazes as I feed him but when an if at any time can I put him in the fence with his daddy?

  42. Deborah says:

    Such a sweet tribute to a wonderful lady named Goldie. Found your story as I was looking for info about caring for goats as I’m wanting to get a couple myself now that I have a little land and can have chickens again as well as other farm critters. I still miss the great dogs (and cats and chickens and ducks and geese and…..well, you get the point) I’ve lost over the years, but that won’t stop me from loving more of them. And, as my old lady doggie and my “grand dog” lay here near me snoring contentedly, your tribute to Goldie just affirms my thoughts that I will love some little goats, too.

  43. Deborah says:

    Such a sweet tribute to a wonderful lady named Goldie. Found your story as I was looking for info about caring for goats as I’m wanting to get a couple myself now that I have a little land and can have chickens again as well as other farm critters. I still miss the great dogs (and cats and chickens and ducks and geese and…..well, you get the point) I’ve lost over the years, but that won’t stop me from loving more of them. And, as my old lady doggie and my “grand-dog” lay here near me snoring contentedly, your tribute to Goldie just affirms my thoughts that I will love some little goats, too. ????

  44. Susan says:

    Awe such a beautiful story and goat. I am so happy to have found this memoire. Thank you for sharing. I love my goofy goats very much and they bring alot of joy to me. I will name a girl kid Goldie next year.

  45. Angus says:

    I love reading your stories but this one is my favorite. I have nealy read all your stories they give me ideas for my goats.

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