after 4 long days of fighting for her life, baby goatie finally went to a happier place. things had looked good, she was improving daily. tara, the "goat whisperer," loved her like she was her own. her passion is goats. they have over 75, which they breed, milk and sell. she nursed the baby kid as if she were her mother. morning and night parker milked mum, and hand delivered the milk to her baby girl. she was too weak to suck, so she was being fed through a tube. we prayed for baby goatie to be happy and healthy. monday night it took every bit of energy for her to even inhale and exhale. tuesday she could open her eyes and breathe steadily. wednesday she would remain standing for a short period of time, once she was helped into her stance. thursday she stood on her own. this morning she rest in peace, and as a family we are forever greatful for this wonderful learning experience. and my children are comforted with the simple fact that, "all goats go to heaven." 
