I know exactly how you feel.
I drove 14 hours, spent $300 to pick up a wonderful Show Winning Beautiful Pygmy Buck last month.
I fell in love with him. Sooo cute. My goats are more than just animals, they are pets.
A few days ago I was feeding, and noticed he hadn't eaten his morning breakfast. I peeked inside his house and he was rasping, and weak, and his eyes and nose were snotty. He could barely walk, but he drank some gatoraid, and I gave him a shot of Pen One which was all I had. Had to leave for work. Next morning, I check on him. He couldn't stand. I dragged him on a tarp to the barn, and put him in a warm stall. Went to pick up some Expensive Medicine about 45 minutes away. Got back home to find him dead.
I am so heartbroken. He went from healthy to dead in just a day or two. He was strong and healthy, and as sweet and wild as they come. It has really dampened my excitment about goats, and slowed up my breeding plans. I am just so upset, and in shock. I didn't see it coming at all. My poor little baby. He was so young, and strong. Now I fear for my other goats, which seem to timid and weak compared to him.