A Goat?

This is an update on Hope our bottle fed pygmy goat. After two months, she is finally off the bottle and being introduced to the real life of a goat. No more sleeping in front of the fireplace in her warm and fuzzy bed. The other goats are pretty rough on her as she is very, I repeat, very spoiled. She has decided that she does not want to be a goat but a cat. She lives outside with the cats, sleeps with the cats, and spends her whole day doing whatever the cats do. They are truly inseparable. When they chase mice she runs like crazy along side them but has yet to "catch" a mouse herself. Any ideas on her identity crisis?

Homework

Homework project:
Autobiographical Incident: By Myles Ganley 10/23/07

My pulse, my breath, my skin is deteriorating moment by moment. This is by far the worst pain anyone can ever have and it was laid upon me to bear it. Jaws were dropped and tears were flowing like rivers, and denial was everywhere.

Family was screaming with pain and denial. The air was thick with sorrow and unbearable fear. How could this happen to me and my family, why would this happen to me and my family? This couldn’t be true, but be just a horrible nightmare.

Torture was laid upon my small family with nothing that can help that doesn’t include pain upon my body and emotions. Everyday asking how and why over and over, it was said through countless minds. Scraping and screaming, I was tortured only so I could get better.

My family was there every moment by moment and all I could say was that “I love you.” I was thankful that I had them, and grateful that I am alive and emotionally more capable than before.

Healing was full of joyful tears and still sorrow for my little family. Through the whole thing all I asked myself was why and how. We pulled through with love and hope for the best but it was still the most unbearable thing my family and I could take.

Myles Ganley

The Picture

The picture is worth a thousand words. Good stuff!!

Autumn

Autumn is so beautiful. It's a time for mother nature to make drastic changes in everything (except in So Cal, smile). We have all been so busy up here with our changes lately. Aaron and Tuyet are in their new place, Myles is back in school, winterizing the farm and pastures, putting the garden to bed. Auntie Mona came up to see us for a while and it was wonderful and heart warming. She hadn't seen Myles since Feb in Salt Lake City when she came there to be my rock, as she always is. It's amazing to think that she was by my side, actually in the room, when both my sons were born. She has been my best friend, sister, mother, and guardian angel for almost thirty years now. I truly hope that everyone has a "Mona" in their lives.

Myles is doing good with his grafts and playing a lot of basketball. You can really tell that the graphs are maturing and softening up. He is growing quite a bit right now and turning more handsome every day (and boy do the girls notice). Gotta love thirteen. Aaron's ordeal has been postponed until Jan 08 because of lawyer changes. We were hoping that this would be over sooner but it is what it is. I am trying to accept the silence of the day and enjoy the short but beautiful gift of Autumn.