Unfortunately, kidding season can also bring sorrow, and Bliss had a difficult delivery which resulted in the loss of her doeling before she could be delivered. Attempts to resuscitate were unsuccessful. Bliss is recovering from the trauma and ordeal and future plans for her are still uncertain.
On the heels of this, Washoe, one of the original does and, I confess, my favorite of them all, died on 3/20. She was 2 weeks from her kidding date - this was her last year and then was to live her life in retirement as my friend and companion without any demands on her. Her passing left a hole in my herd and my heart.
RIP my friend ~ my Washoe
You were the first – the beginning – the foundation. It began with you. And, years later, and many more additions, you were still the first; the first for attention, the first for food, the first to demand I remain with you for just a few minutes more.
I built my dream with you as the foundation and you lived up to everything a dream should be. You were my teacher, my comfort, and my entertainment. You were demonstratively affectionate – marking me as your own special friend as I marked you in my heart. Blocking my exit at times, prolonging our visit – I never minded, such love and devotion deserved the extra time.
You ruled the others with pride, with confidence in your right as the leader, and, as a true leader, never a bully and never with meanness. You shared me with them, sometimes reluctantly, but they, you, me, we always knew you were first.
How fitting that the first day of spring after a taxing winter, you should step foot in heaven’s pastures. There, I know, you will be first, you will bear your kids and build a new foundation. And I will see you again.
You were, and always will be, in my heart. The first, the beginning, the foundation of my dreams – a piece of my heart is with me no more.