I was not planning on blogging again this quickly, but my goat made me do it. Here is how we found Brown Sugar this afternoon:
His head is inside a chicken’s nest box. Not sure why or how, but this is what it is like when you own goats.
I saw the neurosurgeon this morning. He feels the degenerative disc disease is the cause of my symptoms, I do not need surgery yet, and next I am going to get a steroid injection in my back.