Everything isn't dead

You know, sometimes you just gotta find some happy.  And although I've been down about the yard and the gardens, I still try to find something good out there--although I think that's sorta drying up too. Sigh.

But......I found a good happy last night as I sat down to read the blog roll....

I've been following the story of Tina the goat--a little one who was born with crippled legs.  Her mom at Ruffled Feathers and Spilled Milk has been trying everything imaginable to help straighten those legs and get them to be strong enough to support Tina's growing goat frame.  They've been trying all sorts of splints, taking them off for periods of time to let the muscles grow strong, and then splinting again--all in the effort to save the life of this dear sweet goat.  If it didn't work, Tina would have to be put down.

While I love me a good Tina post, I am always half afraid that I'm gonna tune in to find that it didn't work.  You know, too many of those animal stories end with tears--so I read those posts with one hand on the hanky and the other on the mouse for a quick exit should there be bad news.

But there wasn't!  Tina's legs are good and strong and she is doing all sorts of wonderful goat things like climbing, hopping, running, and hanging with her sheep friends.  Hooray! I think Tina is gonna make it! And her legs, although a little wonky, are strong enough to let her live like a normal goat.

Isn't that a nice story?

I think so.

And with a sweet story like that, my faith in this good green (brown?) earth is restored.  Sometimes you gotta look a little further than the back 40 for some happy.  I found it a ways down the road with a little goat named Tina.