After the highs of doing our first Community Market on Saturday; came the low on Sunday.
Marmite, our pygmy goat nanny, died. Andy found her in the barn when he went to feed them breakfast. At 14 she was a good age for a goat.
Her mission in life was to break into the bird feed store to eat sunflower seeds, dig shell scrapes in any dry patch of dirt and sunbathe in temperatures not normally found in Wales
She will now be forever in a place where there is a never ending supply of sunflower seeds; the sun always shines and it never gets cold.
Bye Bye Marmite Sleep tight
