mr he-goat: dear madam she-goat, whenever you are reading this note, take note and make a note letting the baby goats know that i didn't survive the fist of men,
please tell them to be careful new year is coming.

madam she-goat: if you had told me you don't know how to save yourself... maybe you should be here with me...*blink*
i had two guns that scared them away from me and the two kids; i'd had given you one
*sob and wipe tears*
rest in peace my husband,
as for the children; they are already agile he-goats, they don't even want me to rest again self*smiles*
very soon i'll be carrying their children, i missed you but there was nothing i could do so...
*life continue*