Last Sunday, I received a text half way through the morning service (dad was home sick) saying that one of our goats was in labor and starting to push. Daniel and I headed home to help dad out. Within an hour, all three kids had been delivered. Two bucks and a doe. After everything calmed down from the kiddings, we ate lunch and then we went on a walk up to the park. We had fun throwing a baseball around. It was a fun day.
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What is this? Playing on Sunday! I am appalled.
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