I know I am doing the right thing, James, but it does not make it any easier. When I rehomed the goats for various people, I honestly did not envisage myself in this position. My animals mean the world to me, and its not often any leave us to go to a new home, unless it be the goat kids.
I suppose the goats will not mind where they are, so long as there is food, and knowing the Franks especially, that is their main concern!!!
I suppose I have been sneaky, but have been googling peoples postcodes on the google map, and having a nosey at where they live, to see if its suitable for my precious goats!!! Unfortunately, like our own house, some are off the beaten track, up long farm tracks, so you cannot actually see until you get there, as is the one tonight.
I think I will feel a bit better, once the ones who are going are gone. It was very hard choosing who had to go, but the white billy is elderley, and I did not want him to go, so he and his little companion, Dolly are staying here. Will fit those two in somewhere, they are only small!!