Lily had a illness, CL to be exact. A sickness that gives the goat a lump on their neck. And after a while, it starts to leak puss. If you breed them the the goat they're bred to gets it and the kids get it. The only way to cure it is to get it tested to see if it's actually CL then if it is you have to get it removed in a surgery before it starts to leak the puss. Then it's not able to be cure and will spread to the rest of your goat like a wildfire in a dehydrated forest.
Well we got it tested. It came back positive and I was heart broken because dad said we weren't going to get it surgically removed. I would have to part with the first goat I fell in love with. My lil Lily. How could I, I couldn't. She trusted me to be there for her. She would only let me be around her. I was the one to protect her from Daisy. They were the same age, but because Lily was a runt, she was smaller then Daisy. And Daisy would head but her and pin her to the wall. I would keep Daisy away from her. And in return, Lily followed me like a puppy dog. She depended on me to protect her, from all of our goats. And we had to take her to the auction and sell her. I have no clue were she is, but I still love her the most. I love her with every bit of my heart. I still can't believe what happened even though it was a few months ago.
I never told my friends, until another friend was leaving, then I dropped the slightest hint that Lily was gone when another friend was moving away to North Carolina. I said, "At least you know that you might see him again, he is coming back over the summer to be with his dad. At least you know it won't be where you'll never see him again. Exactly as it is with me and Lily." Once I said it I had to get away as quick as I could for a fear I would have a breakdown right then and there on the swings. In front of my best friend who needed me to be strong. Not to mention the fact that she has never seen me cry. And didn't plan on it either. I just got away to where I was alone. And I let the tears roll down my cheeks. And wishing Lily would come back to me. Wishing she had escaped and was in her way back to me. And Ivy, her best friend after me. I stayed there till recess was over and tried as hard as I could to make it look like I hadn't been crying and went on with the rest of the day. Why did this have to happen to her? To me?
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I had to add that last part in just because. I still don't think she really knows what happened. And if u wanna take a guess for which friend it is she's in my book, Stand Strong! Okay, Bye

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Loved & Lost
Truyện NgắnA true story about me losing two beloved pets in exactly a year.