her name was beth. my first dog. you caused me to remember the love.

LJB- Beth!!! So happy your remembering and feeling the love!!!
xoxo

Eddie I can’t come to love goats the way you do, unless there is a fence in between us. We went to my favorite, or one of my MOST favorite aunts when I was a very little girl. Her billy goat would wander in her fenced in backyard. I could NOT go into the back yard unless the goat was in the barn or tied up with a collar and leash that was attached to a clothes line. EVERY time he saw me he would start snorting, put his head, with what to a 3-4 year old LOOKED like HUGE horns and come running at me and chasing me. The faster I ran the faster he ran. Mom and my Aunt would her me screaming and I would hear my Aunt say oh, oh. Billy is chasing Kathy, and she would come and get him away from me and put him up. I did love him, he just didn’t love me. LOL!!! XOXO

Kathy- They can get aggressive. You have to show them whose boss. LOL you wouldn’t have trouble with that today!!! Thank you for racing Farm Stories and sharing yours. xoxoox