We had our monthly goat sale we attend today. So it was a busy day then I get there to see an animal that I bred and raised standing in a sale pen. I was so mad I can't even explain. It all started 3 years ago. There was a young boy that I knew of called me and asked if I would sell him some goats. Of course I did cause if I can help a youngster and get people involved with goats I'm happy to help. So I gave him a real good deal on 4 does and a buck. The buck was a real pretty nicely put together dappled boer. He got a good crop of kids by him this last spring. And I was down there asking him if I could buy a couple doe kids if he wasn't going to keep them all. And I seen Woody he got the name Woody cause just after he was born he was trying to suck on the wood panel and was making a cute fishy lip face. I didn't see any does that struck my fancy. But I did tell his mother if you ever decide to sell Woody I would sure like a chance to buy him she said she would let me know if they were going to sell him. So I was upset when I see him there. No call saying we decided to sell him I hardlly think it just slipped there mind all day they sat across from me at the sale and never once anyone come over to talk about anything. That line is now forever gone cause the packer bought him we had clear back to his great grand dad at sometime on this farm. I was not there when he sold or I might have brought him home. I know it was his animal but wouldn't it have been the right thing to do see if I wanted him. I feel betrayed and hurt. I just ttwant a little politeness. Am I way outta line here? I was taught if you say something and mean it. Now I don't feel I can trust them anymore.