Goat Maid had agreed to come back with us, so we set out three days after the attack.
“I will sure be glad to get home.” I signed.
“And I will be glad to live among people again.” Goat Maid said.
” Do you hear barking?” Mary asked.
We turned to see Willow’s dog (Bog) leading the old gelding Chub.
” Willow must of thought we were gonna long enough.” I said.
” Well Chub can take some of Pony Boy’s load and Mary.” Goat Maid proposed.
We loaded Chub and were off to home.