This morning Sonrisa is out again, i presume she walks the fence; no other goat is loose. The sun is just beaming over the east ridge and we are about to set out for a walk-about of Red Bud sending healing to friend Diane who is in the hospital after an appendectomy. A rude development after her first round of Chemo for breast cancer. So we're going to walk. I have a song for the doggies now counting down the days til their folks return - I suspect Irie, puli, is beginning to count with me!
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