Sweet Zoe!
Apparantly, she got separated from the herd and was crying like a baby. Her mom, Oreo, kept on eating. My sister, the "Nanny Goat" went into the pasture, squatted in the grass and called her name. Zoe came at a dead run, crying, with lop ears flopping up and down. My sister picked her up, Zoe tucked her head under my sister's chin, heart racing and nickering sweetly!
Oh to know the sound of the shepherd's voice!
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