It is hard to let go. Even when I know it is the right thing to do.
They are cute, but cute doesn’t cut it when times are tough. The goats are seeking employment elsewhere. A place where Daisy can find a new hunk of burnin’ love to make babies with and where Bo and Luke can, well, um, eat cookies and scratch themselves. Given the drought situation we have to make the decision to focus on fiber producing animals only.
Then there is the even tougher decision.
My sweet Willa has had yet another chicken dinner. She also refuses to stop chasing the goats, sheep and sometimes even the alpacas. She has no desire whatsoever to be a livestock guardian dog. She tries and tries, but she just can’t resist the chase. She doesn’t want to harm them, she just wants to PLAY. She wants so desperately to be someone’s pet. She is such a sweet, smart dog she really deserves it. If we didn’t already have two other porch dogs I’d keep her but my old Beagle isn’t too keen on sharing her space. She’s a grouchy old thing. So, we are looking for a good home for Willa.
If anyone out there in blog land is interested or knows of someone who might be, please let me know. I love them all dearly and would like to make sure to get them good homes.