We lost Dinky yesterday. He had been sick for a just a short time and he passed away in his sleep.
He was born a very small guy. My friend called and asked if I wanted him because he would have been too small and weak to contend with the others for food. I said yes.
He was my first angora goat. He was so small he fit inside a cardbox box and rode on the front seat of my car....
He had a great life. He was loving to me always. He had a keen affection for my sister in law, Susan. She was his long distance love.
He was a character also. He liked to turn on the water hydrant and pretend he knew nothing about it. He has been known to grab a pony tail or two and yank. Even with his pranks, we adored him.
He was loved..
And he will be missed.