Life is a journey; a road we travel. This morning Cookie, the Blue Heeler, went on up the road. We didn't go along.
The goatmother said Life is like a big library. We borrow souls along the way and it is our job to take good care of them as long as they are on loan to us. Eventually, though, their due date comes and they have to be returned.
From a goat's perspective, I think the Irish have got it right. We should run through the pasture, kick up our heels and CELEBRATE the life of souls we encounter along the road. We should be thankful and celebrate the privilege we were given in having known those souls.
This morning Cookie, the Blue Heeler, went on up the road and we didn't go along. But I know she didn't go alone for I saw an angel walking along on either side. And I know that at the end of the road my mother, Marty, Day Traveler, Artemis and many others were there to welcome her to a new, grand and glorious existence. Good-bye old friend. We will miss you.