Both cats lived long lives after that... Mama goat was outplaced to a farm, her kid was butchered for a friend who was pregnant & poor (the kid was rambunctious, and so was her baby! He definitely got that kicky, bouncy young kid goat energy...). We moved into a tiny 200 sf cabin with our 2 big dogs, the cats, & the cocckkatiels (misspelled on purpose to evade the censor) we grabbed as we ran out of the house. One 'tiel died a month later, the other lived for another 20 years.
We successfully sued the landlord for our losses, and I ended up building a darling home with the first community land trust in both the state & on Lopez. For 20 years, I celebrated the fire on the anniversary - Dec. 29th - by burning something I was done with. Last year I decided was my final ceremony, and I completely forgot about it till the posting earlier. This fire redirected my life in all the best ways, and I will be forever grateful for it. Thanks for 'listening'.