We euthanized our elderly Alpine goat Clara this morning. I bought her in 2000 from a pathetic yard where she was nursing a kid, was very skinny and had neglected feet. I brought her to the vet, got her parasites treated, her feet fixed up and her weight up. One month after I got her she was 105# and after a little time I got her up to 150#. I do not know how old she was when I got her but she was fully grown. I named her Clara Bow since I was reading a biography of Clara Bow at the time, I liked the name Clara and I lived near Bow.
She became the leader of the pack, in with a bunch of Pygmy and Nigerian Dwarf goats. She was bossy but never cruel and ruled the roost for many years. In 2004 she was breed with my Nigerian buck Cody and produced two gorgeous kids Orowheat and Honey Dew. She also produced lovely milk for me.
Then she started aging. She became thinner requiring sweaters in the winters. She lost her position in the pack. She became arthritic, particularly in her back legs. But she was still getting around and avidly eating.
This summer she was having difficulty with hay so she was on hay pellets as well as grain. When the weather started turning cool she was back in a pen and a sweater with Cally for company. I knew she was not going to make it through another winter. Finally this morning she couldn’t get up and was not interested in eating. I petted her neck for a while and then we put her down. It is hard to know when to end an animal’s life and maybe I waited too long with Clara, but I do believe she had a good long goat life here. But I will miss her still.