I can’t believe it’s been a week. Our final day with Cuzco was a beautiful one and I took lots of photos. Cuzco came onto the patio for a few powdered donuts and I made sure to get a shot of his face in the doorway. This is the eagerly expectant look that greeted me every morning at feeding time for many years. Cuzco always got fed first, and he always ate on the patio where the other goats couldn’t pester him. There are a lot of Cuzco noseprints on this window!

“Mmm… donut! Gimme gimme donut!!”

Kiss?

Cuzco also ate a lot of peanuts that day. They’re not as good as donuts, but they’re still yummy.

Beautiful, noble goat. Cuzco always did know how to strike a pose.

“Got an itch! Got an itch! Got an itch!”

My two handsome boys.

We didn’t go far and we walked very slowly, but Cuzco seemed to really enjoy his final stroll through the pasture. He spent time grazing the soft spring grass in the dappled light and shadows beneath the pine trees. He couldn’t chew it very well, but I’m sure it tasted good.

I will never again be able to eat Pringles without thinking of Cuzco. These were his favorite. He ate almost the entire can in one sitting. Pringles are a very rare treat around here, but I have a feeling I’ll be buying a few more cans than usual this summer. Great… a yummy, expensive feel-good food just became irresistible! “This is your fault, Cuzco!”       

Cuzco’s final resting place. His baby portrait is carved at the top of the totem pole.