Life and Death and Goats update:
The day after posting the entry below, I returned to my
site. Sleeping in the shade of a stack of bricks in my front yard were a mature
female goat and her newborn kid.
Three weeks have now passed since watching the vultures.
There are at least three different new goat mothers and their five-plus kids
that play and bleat and forage within the concession where I live. One of the
new mothers is Flower, the one with lopsided horns. The sound her kid makes
when calling for her is exactly the same as a dog’s squeaky toy. Exactly.
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