𓃵✩𝒜𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝒢𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒮𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 ✧𓃶

Well, I went back to the ranch today to collect my last paycheck and pick some plums. Before I headed out, I made sure to spend some quality time with Mars (who some of you know by his real name.)
When I pulled into the driveway, I legitimately had a panic attack- anxiousness about tomorrow and the uncertainty, way worked up over getting to see Mars again, amplified by caffeine. It took me a good 30 minutes to regain my bearings, I didn’t want Mars to be thrown off by my overwhelming fear-scent.
Luckily, picking plums in the mountains is a pretty serene experience and I was able to calm down.
When I headed to the buck pen, I was overwhelmed, and saw Mars by his favorite feeder. He came right to me, placing his neck over my back as I hugged him. I of course, gave him a couple of kisses as well. Some of the other bucks were interested in us, and we had to keep moving around the pen and ask to be given space lol. One of other bucks was very persistent and keen on receiving attention too, no matter how many times I jokingly informed him I was here to see my goat boyfriend.
After some parading around together, I had to pick up and leave before I had spent a suspicious amount of time with him. Plus, I do have plenty of new assignments to tackle before tomorrow and Thursday, when I will *hopefully* be hanging out with my best friend/my wife.
I also had a bit of a revelation when I was at the ranch- what if I studied and worked on my classes there once a week? It is a calm spot, I could get a lot done- and see Mars still somewhat regularly in the process! Well guess what, I made it happen. My love for Mars has been driving a lot of my decision making lately. This semester will be much more bearable with him at my side. And with that, I’d best get back to my studies.

See you around,
TheGoatSister

Before you go- picture dump ^^

Theres a lot more that are even cuter, I just don’t like to show the background so much in fear of it being recognized- sorry about the ones I had to crop weirdly too.

**This is a vent post and contains heavy, emotional topics and tone, read at the expense of your mental well being. I don’t wish to reawaken anyone else’s past painful, similar experiences with this

𖤍♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚𓄃

Today was my last day working at the ranch this summer. I stayed as long as I could, to ensure I had as much time to spend with my beloved Mars (not his real name, but I’ve decided to use fake names for safety.)
I was put to work for most of my free moments, but at the end of the day when golden light shone underneath the clouds, I knew it was time for me to say my goodbyes and leave after another great summer. First the horses, then the dogs, the does, and finally, the bucks.
My heart was practically overflowing with longing and sadness by the time I reached him, he seemed to sense it and immediately came to my side as I crumpled on the ground. I was too proud to shed tears, this was my job, after all. Instead, I buried my face in his hide while he rubbed his side against me, followed by kisses on my face, legs, and arms. I returned the gesture by kissing him back, on the lips. I was there in the pen with him for around half an hour. Though I was tired and extremely dirty, I didn’t care. This was all that mattered.
After a warm hug, I finally managed to tear myself away and walk out the gate.
Before I gathered my belongings and went to the car, I just had to see him one last time. I walked down next to the feeder he was by, and put my fingers through the fence while he licked them. I almost broke down right there, but I had to be strong. For Dog’s sake, he and I both had to assert our dominance to other bucks in order to be left alone inside the pen. Physically battling a buck will take its toll on you, but it’s the only way to earn respect when they view you as competition.
Walking away was the easier of the two, physically, but far more emotionally taxing.
I blasted love songs on the way home, thinking of him and my girl crush the entire drive. Now I sit here in my chair reflecting on it all. I regret nothing, and even though I feel so hollow and fragile away from his side; falling in love with him is one of the best things that ever happened to me, and I am forever grateful of the love he’s shown me like no other, to help me discover who I truly am.

I love you Mars.

I know I’m going to see you again… just not for a long time.

Before I head home, I’d like to post some pictures of my best boy, TwoTwo. We got to cuddle a little bit earlier, accompanied by plenty of him rubbing his flank against mine. The eye contact we held during that period was so special. He also groomed me behind my neck for a minute, I was absolutely gone, holy heavens - I know I’m making it harder on myself for when we have to separate. At the same time, I want to spend every moment I can with him.