Last night I shared a picture of my fur babies on Facebook.  It isn’t often that I allow my furry friends to get in my bed, but I made an exception last night.  I think the look on one’s face says it all:

Doesn’t it look like the little Teacup Yorkie is smiling?!

I have had so many wonderful pets through the years, and they have blessed my heart and life more than words can say.

You may think I am crazy after I tell you this, but currently, we have five horses (four mares and a gelding), two female pygmy goats, a male rabbit, three cats (one male and two female), and four dogs (one male and three females).  Yes, that’s right.  You don’t have to count them again.  We really do have a total of 15 pets at the moment.  Don’t worry, through, we are responsible pet owners and have all of our cats and dogs “fixed” with the exception of one male cat, as he’s not yet old enough to do so.

I’ve always been an animal lover, but never in my life would I have thought I would have 15 animals.  I’m not some animal hoarder, either.  I provide the best care possible to all of my animals, and I truly love them with my whole heart!

Those that know me personally have probably already heard about my little goat baby.  She actually belongs to my oldest daughter, but this little goat has a special place in my heart.  We almost lost her when she was just a month old.  She was pretty much lifeless when we found her, but through our tears, my entire family worked to save this little goat baby’s life.  We worked on her for two solid hours after my husband brought her lifeless body inside to warm her.  I took a quick moment to look it up on Google to try to save her, and it gave ways to bring her body temperature back up.  She was so tiny at that point and fit right in my kitchen sink.  (Again, don’t think we’re nasty, but we did what we had to do at the time, and afterwards, we bleached it real good!)  We ran warm water to fill the sink and submerged all but her head in the water in an effort to bring her body temperature back up.  Then, we placed her in warm towels fresh from the dryer and used a hair dryer to also try to raise her body temperature as we dried her hair.  We also tried to bring her blood sugar levels back up by placing a few drops of honey on our fingers and putting them in the corner of her mouth.  When these efforts did not work, we tried it all over again.  Back in the warm water she went.  We were not giving up on her!  I refused to do so.  I worked on her while crying and begging God not to take her from us.  I kept looking in her eyes and could see life in them.  I knew that although she wasn’t moving, she was still with us!  I felt it in my heart and had to keep going with the life saving efforts.  After two hours, this little goat made the sweetest sound as she cried, then flopped out of my arms onto the floor.  She was still incredibly weak, unable to stand up, but she flared her limbs around a few times, then rested her head on me.  She looked right up at me with those big beautiful eyes, and she tried a few more times to stand.  It was then that I knew God brought her back to us!  It is truly a miracle from God that she is here today, and we are so very thankful.  Although my daughter had originally named her Tory, she will forever be my “little goat baby.”

I could go on and on about all of the animals on my little farm, and I’m sure you’ll be hearing more about all of my fur babies.  But tonight, I had to tell you about a miracle from God and how He brought one of our fur babies back to us!

Oh, how I love this little goat baby!