The Goat

Well, the goat journey was an interesting one. It brought our close family even closer. I never would have thought we would all get so much out of the Ag class as we did. Yeah, my son is diagnosed PDD, and animals are his "thing." So we did he wanted to take Ag. My son spent his time with Cena. The name of our goat Cena means dinner. We were trying to pick something so we all wouldn't lose focus. lol I'll tell you now it didn't work. Anyway, every day after school we fed him, walked him and played with him. We all did something. Whether we were just sitting out there with Cap or helping him muck out his area. We all did it together.
My son's nickname is Cap. My son got the nickname from his aunt. (It's a Shirley Temple thing). Anyway we would all kid that the goat would call for him when he walked away since when he "cried" it sounded like Cap.
I knew my son was having issues around December with the goat. He wasn't wanting to spend time with it & getting him to practice things with him were well...challenging. I asked him what was going on. He sat with me on the hammock by the goat pen and said, "Mom, I'm kind of getting worried I'm getting to attached." WOW!! He was struggling with knowing what he has to do and what he was going to have to do. In the end we have to show it and it goes well bye bye. Little did we know it would be hard on all of us. That is for the next post though:)
I will tell you as a mom all I did was encourage him, push him and love him through. I pushed him like I would my other kids - no easy breaks. At times I'm not sure if that makes me a good mom or a bad one, but I believe that is how he has become as independent as he has. He didn't like it, but in the end I hope he appreciates why.