Almost exactly 4 years ago we attended once of the worst slaughter auctions in the Northeast. As we were walking through the holding pens we saw a tiny white goat being trampled into the muck by dozens of much larger goats, all terrified, hungry and thirsty. We reached over the side and fulled her up, locking eyes with her. In that moment we knew we needed to save her. When we got Harriet home to the safety of our sanctuary we found two different ear tags and big chunks of glue in her fur from p