At an early age, I had a dog, "Brisco" was her name. Then followed "Betty," a black and white goat. She (Betty) was my first responsibility at age 7. I was expected to release her each morning and take her to the area she can eat her grass and rest and get sunshine :-)....having water seemed to be the least of her concern. As she had the early morning grass covered with night dew.

Since I grew with none of my siblings, these creatures were my daily companion, under the watchful eyes of my gra...
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