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“Aroyu Ate the Wrong Plant”

For once the sun decided to shine in Western Washington, so I rigged up the goaters and headed into the forest for late afternoon pastoral shenanigans. ‘Roy, Aster, and Isöl sported their respective saddles. It’s worth noting that once the goats begin to associate being saddled with “getting to go on a hike”, they suddenly hold quite still and are very compliant with being tacked up. You bust out the packs and saddles and they…

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“Bittersweet Moments”

Tonight I lay in bed, bundled into a burrito of blankets to ward off the chill that heralds another dusting of snow tonight.  I have not livened the wood stove yet and the air in my tiny home is growing crisp. I’ve been sad tonight.  Pointedly, I’ve been mourning the loss of so many animal friends over the last few years.  Part of my radical transition and move this fall was due to revelations about…

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“Nova’s Tribulations: Poison”

Nova the Cat has the worst luck.  This poor, gentle little soul has endured so much ill fate. It was a particularly frigid winter, I had just moved again and was situated up in the mountains in a very rural area.  I kept an extra close eye on the cats in the sub-zero temps wer were having. It was so cold that I was bringing them inside at night. A day came when I hadn’t…

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“The Goat Poisoned Himself”

Aster and Isöl made a jail break, as goats are prone to doing.  They escaped their fenced area and indulged in some free-ranging around the mountainside.  I didn’t think much of it; I know they’re not going very far and I don’t mind them browsing new area.  A few hours later, however, something seemed amiss.  I couldn’t hear the bells on their collars jingling.  They were either very far away or holding very still.  Goats…

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