sad Tuesday

Had a doctor appointment today for my leg. I'm 2 months into this thing now (cut it on June 20th) and still have a gaping hole below my knee. This time they packed it with a white styrofoam looking material. It's to keep the wound moist while drawing out the moisture. ya, I know, an oxymoron at its finest. haha. I am to repack it everyday for 2 weeks, then go back in on the 9th of September. On my way back to work, (I have to drive right past the house) I notice a goat laying up against a corner of the farthest fence, and make a mental note to check on her when I get home. Sure enough, as soon as the other goats see me getting out of my Jeep, they all start "calling" for me. It's an entirely different sound than their usual, "hey! she's here! come see me, come see me!" so I knew in an instant something was wrong. Of course they all follow me into the field but stop about 1/2 way there. I continue to walk and see 'Nike' has her head stuck in the fence, and yes, she was gone. =( She was my "problem child"- always SO sure the grass WAS greener on the other side of that damn fence. I try to untangle her poor little head, but she had done it good this time and I had to bend and stretch with all my might. I said my little goodbye prayer and she was buried down the hill. I hope she's enjoying a field full of tall green grass, that doesn't have a stitch of milkweed in it. <3