Saw the vet again Wednesday, and he gave Liberty four shots as a kind of Hail Mary approach to whatever she has. Basically, he's just as stumped as we are as to what could be causing such dramatic weight loss, as she's acting like a perfectly healthy and peppy goat.
The fecal exam showed that there wasn't a parasite problem, but the blood-work showed that her body is using more red blood cells than she can produce, which means that they're fighting something, but he doesn't know what it is. Every other test came back perfectly normal. He said potentially she might have an internal abscess that he can't feel himself, but we would have to take her to Georgia to get an ultrasound. He sent us home with some penicillin shots to give her, and said that if she's going to respond to the meds, we will see results within the next ten days. Honestly, I've just surrendered the whole situation into God's hands, and I trust him no matter what happens.
My mom and I went shopping and we took Richard (6) along with us. As we were walking out of Lowe's, we passed a pay-phone and Richard yelled out, "Look! A telephone!". My, how things have changed.
Mental note: Never embark on a seven hour errand trip in ninety-five degree weather after only having a banana for breakfast. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see a McChicken sandwich in my life.