They say tomorrow never comes, but today it did. No trees down from last night's little storm, power still on, and Scouty is doing much better. The spider bite is drifting apart, like an iceberg breaking up, little purple floes moving further out on her udder, and the rash subsiding as well.
So there is no need to give her any more pity votes.
Some people have asked me why I want to be Goat-of-the-year. What is the big deal?
Goat-0f-the-Year goes on the cover of the farm calendar, which comes out in January!
