I got my first pygmy goats three years ago. A mama and her twin girls. I fell head over heels. The babies they have given me, along with my chickens, have brought joy to my life when I really needed it. I was very lucky to have mostly does. I had one buck out of 11 babies born in the last couple years. I found a VERY good home for him and he went there tonight. But now I am being the biggest crybaby!! I am so happy he is going to a good home but he is my first baby to leave. Sorry about writing a novel but I didn't expect it to be so hard. Thanks for taking the time to read my sob story. Is it always this hard to see them go?