Today we went to the local county fair. And I only managed to take one picture. Not of my kids, either. Jon pointed this poor thing out and all I could do was think back to when I stopped nursing Derrick. I wanted to offer her an Aleve and a warm compress. Perhaps this is on purpose, but I don't think so, as I'm guessing that part of her "purpose" is to give milk. Obviously these animals are the responsibility of young ones who have no idea what that feels like. I get that it is fair week, and it's exciting for all those presenting their "projects", and you can get distracted with everything going on, but good heavens, come and milk your goats!