I think the vet was right yesterday. Xana is still panting, a little, but nowhere near like yesterday. And Flopsy is still kind of tired-looking, but she's clearly going to be okay. Phew.
A couple moves from the big city to the countryside and starts a small farm...wait, you've heard this premise before? What? Trite? Hackneyed? But, I have goats. Really cute pictures of tiny baby goats. And cheesemaking recipes. We slaughter our own pigs and cure our own bacon! Well, that's in the master plan, anyway. Just read it, you'll see.