Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

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    • Thanks so much for keeping us updated with Frosties progress and so very happy to see him showing benefits of all the love given him along with all of the animals there. Looking forward to seeing more of their progress and the hope that new homes , long lasting for them, are found for them. Thanks so much Pam Ahern for caring so much.

  1. Dear Pam,
    Thanks so much for the incredible video of Frosty – what an amazing little critter and what an amazing human being you are for giving him the best start in life ….if only we could all have such compassion!! You have made my heart swell yet again!

  2. Partly about what we can learn from animals, moreso the young, and partly about how this creature is being given another chance, i.e., how that one-of-many great parts of a kid like Frostie is in the situation to reach across the globe, touch our hearts, and give us all hope for a better world where we learn to be happier with what we have, and face our challenges one moment at a time. To the EM folks, Thank you.

    I dare add that while thousands of people have been waiting for the latest developments from the navel joint ill front, now having received it, we are complacent. Many, I am sure, rejoice in silence, perhaps ever so slightly changed.

  3. Hello! Is Frostie still in good health? Here in France we had some bad news about him, someone told me that he was dead! I can’t believe this is true! Can you tell me he’s okay? Can’t wait to hear from you. Thx a lot Charles

  4. I’m sitting here crying about poor Frostie. To everyone who is concerned or is curious about what happened.. Pam posted about it on Facebook yesterday. Here is a snippet:

    “Over the past 24 hours I have been consumed by an overwhelming numbness, a numbness that has both protected and prevented me. Whilst this numbness has protected me from a tsunami of pain, it has also prevented me from writing this piece and only now that it is subsiding can I type the words, Frostie the Snow Goat has passed. In the early hours of Monday morning, the little champ told me he was not well, as his rapidly expanding stomach screamed bloat. With Frostie’s attending vet alerted and the administering of medications and massage commenced, the race was on to get my little buddy to her care and expertise in time. But alas, this was not to be. As the little guy took his last gasps of breath, he looked into my tear filled eyes as I begged him to stay. I told him I loved him and would do so forever more. It was not until I knew his spirit had passed that I would scream, “Why?” at the top of my lungs and sob inconsolably into his warm, sweet smelling white fur.

    Whilst it would be several more hours before the clinical answer came as to why Frostie passed from this world, a lifetime of my existence will never provide me a satisfactory answer as to why life is often so unfair to such innocent creatures. The autopsy revealed that Frostie’s spinal column was riddled with abscesses that refused to acknowledge the strength and determination of the little guy, as well as the arsenal of antibiotics and medications that had been sent in to do battle. One abscess was so large that it was pressing on and compromising his little rumen, preventing it from doing all the good things rumens do to keep little goats alive. Taking some comfort in the fact that this had caused Frostie no pain until those final moments gave me little consolation as the wee chap seemed to be gambolling along in leaps and bounds. ”

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  5. Frostie the beautiful. I will always love him. The pictures and video of him are amazing. Still can’t get over him skipping with such joy..and that face, that smile. The love that all of you got to share; no words. Such a story. What a goat, what fine people you are…

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