Take Care Of Those Wings

When I started this entry, it was to be a strait forward entry, with pictures of the animals who have graced my life. It soon became apparent, that it wasn't that simple. There are so many animals I have loved, and lost. To many to mention in just one entry, so many stories yearning to be told. It will take many entries to tell them all.

Kasodi had a lot of impact on my life. I bought him, and his sister Maria, when they were only a couple weeks old. I raised them both on bottles, and tried my best to get them used to anything, and everything in there world. Back then, Maria was the friendly one, following me around like a puppy. At about 6 months old, Maria died in my arms, and Kasodi, finding himself friendless, stuck to me like glue.     Kasodi was a cool goat! I could get him to do practically anything, just by asking. He took part in my high school English class, as the topic of a speech. He stole the show, when Mom tossed the leash over his back, and he stood unrestrained, waiting to be called. Anywhere that I was, Kasodi wanted to be too. That devotion to me, lead to the worst experience of our lives. He jumped the fence to get to me, and broke his leg. We took my boy to the vet that night, to have him put down, and Dr. Kelly said "We don't do that anymore, We just amputate."  Now, as much as I loved Kasodi, the thought of a three legged goat seemed strange. I soon found out he was still the same goat, just one leg short. We had three good years together after that, and many more adventures. A lot of our fun, was at the expense of others, like the time I took Kasodi for a walk, at the Agricultural fair that we go to. A gentlemen came running up to me, and said "Do you know your goat is missing a leg?" I turned to Kasodi, and asked him "Where did you loose it this time?" He blatted in reply, and the man asked "What did he say?" and I cracked up. That same day, a woman stood there looking at Kasodi for about half an hour, then came to me and said "There's something wrong with that goat." I, thinking he had hurt himself, went to take a look. "What is it that's the problem?" I asked, not seeing anything wrong. "I don't know.  he just looks funny." So I asked, "You mean because he has three legs?" to which she replied "HE HAS THREE LEGS!"   Kind of makes you wonder about people, but life with Kasodi wouldn't have been nearly as exciting, without the reactions of strangers.  

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• #1 Comment from grahamfarmga 
  3/19/06 10:34 PM | Permalink

  I like the recation of the people over the three leggs. LOL
  Thats funny! Animals touch our life ways we dont relize till they are gone. I was blessed to be rasied on a farm with many pets.
  Terrie