Peyia Cyprus

Kids and goats

Lynn - 28/06/2009

Sitting on the balcony this evening, enjoying the warm early evening air, we heard the cry of a baby- or so we thought. The crying went on too long, so I went to look on the hill - as did Debbie, my neighbour, and there was a tiny kid looking for its mummy.

The goats had been up the hill a few minutes before and one of the babies must have been looking the other way when the goats went home and was left behind.

Three of us went to help him but Andreas, the goatherd, got there first and cuddled the baby as he took it home to the herd.

I love happy endings!