While sitting at lunch one day, we heard one of Ashley's baby goats bleating frantically.. both of our families rushed outside to see what had happened.. but couldn't find the poor thing. Blahhh! Bhaaaa! Blahhhh.. Bhaaaa!!! Where was the poor thing? Then mama started getting frantic too; bleating, jumping and pulling her heavy tire along behind her, trying to find her baby. Mandy followed the crying and finally figured out that the goat had fallen into an old abandoned outhouse in our front yard. The cement holding tank had been partially filled in with dirt thankfully! :-)
Aha! There he is!
Peek-A-Boo!
even the neighbor girls and dog came over to see what all the commotion was about!
Ryan and Grant grab the old wooden ladder from the barn
Dad wedges it into the opening of the holding tank
Grant to the rescue!
Another day in this adventurous Belizean life of ours! :-) Never a dull moment!
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