In Memory of Chip
Chip was more than just a goat on our farm. He was a constant presence, a personality, and a part of our everyday life. Wherever I was, Chip was usually nearby watching, following, or simply existing in his own very particular way.
He had a big presence for such a small animal. He was curious, stubborn, affectionate on his terms, and full of character. It feels quieter without him, and his absence is noticed in the little moments—the routines, the pauses, the places he used to be.
Losing him has been harder than I expected. Animals like Chip weave themselves into daily life so deeply that when they’re gone, there’s an empty space that can’t quite be filled. He brought laughter, comfort, and a sense of companionship that only comes from time spent together.
Chip passed away, and I am very sad. But I am also grateful. Grateful for the memories, for the time we had him, and for the joy he brought simply by being himself.
He was truly the best goat ever, and he will always be part of our farm’s story.
























