I'm out of town for about a week and poor mom has to take care of all of my farm animals. I never think I have very many animals when I'm at home, but I feel badly when somebody else has to care for them while I'm gone. I just called her to check up and the burros had completely broken out of their pasture. They hadn't just broken down the gate, they busted it entirely to pieces. This is the great thing about country living in some areas--when Mom went up to my place to check on everything and saw what had happened, somebody had already captured them and put them into the front pasture! Thank you whoever did that!
Angora goats rule!
Thank you, Lord, for my job, my home, and goats!