Death of jolly

Today was horrible, over a month ago one of our Pygmy goats gave birth to two beautiful baby girls. A silver caramel we named Charley after my moms uncle and a cute little black,silver, and white goat named jolly. Jolly had gotten sick shortly after she was born, respiratory problems. Everyday I watched her sniffle and struggle to breathe in the Texas summer heat we started putting her in the house just before noon. I would carry her inside clean her cute little nose and lay her on soft towels next to some food and water. Me and my mother tried hard to get her all well and I thought she was starting to improve. On most days she was to weak to move from her little pen in the barn it made me sad seeing her like that. After a while of bringing her inside giving her her medication I thought she was getting better and I was confident she would be as happy go lucky as her little sister Charley but...one morning she disappeared. I was beyond myself with worry I looked for her everywhere even after I got home I looked for her in the dark. I prayed she was alright. When I woke up the next day I got dressed for work but I had time left after so I went back outside to look. Then...I see her, my heart dropped my eyes filled with tears I ran towards our pond that takes up a good amount of the property, went over the small bridge onto the small island and there floating in the lily pads I see her small lifeless body floating upon them. I broke into tears as I jumped into the water to pull her out. I put her on the grassy bank and pulled myself up and just completely broke down seeing her. The adorable baby I cared so deeply for lay dead next to me her once skinny little body horribly bloated, but what made me cry the hardest was the fact the turtles and fish had eaten half of her face. After crying next to her my dad came out and took her by a tree i wanted to burry her by because it was close to the barn where she was born and where her family lived we laid her in the hole and buried her. I took a rock that had been painted for an art project and wrote her name on it placing it near where she rested beneath and put stones in a circle around her grave before placing flowers I had picked on top of it. Then her family came and her little sister Charley came and said her goodbyes. I was only thankful my niece was out with my mother when I found her..no child should have to see what I saw. Her body looked like it should've came from a horror movie. For most of the day and most of tonight her face the way I found her it haunted me. I cried most of this day. I can only hope now that jolly is at peace and that she is in heaven. I know ppl may find this dramatic or stupid but when you care and love something for so long you develop a bond. My bond with jolly was formed the day she was born so to find and lose a little baby animal in this way would break anyone's heart. So..if you want to judge go ahead I could care less. I am an animal lover and I always will be. Rest in peace little jolly.