The goat herd hooves needed trimmed. All twenty-four hooves. It was muddy and cold.
Instead of dragging myself outside to drudgery, focused on the task I HAVE to do, I told my children first, “Today! (pause for emphasis)—today, I go out to trim the hooves of Magnificence!”
My children giggled. Then they opted to come out and help.
Who wouldn’t want to be part of caring for Magnificence?
Our goats provide milk and entertainment for our family. The sale of spring goat kids (pet quality or dairy) also helps pay for our other animals upkeep, in addition to their own.
Life is too short to see our work as duty only. Rather, our work is a privilege. Something to delight and take pride in.