There is lots of life around us. We are surrounded by our animals- dogs, cats, fish, rabbits, duck, chickens, goats, alpacas...
These animals quickly find their way into our hearts and become part of our family. They are part of who we are and how we live. To my children their chickens are pets...as much so as a dog or cat. They hold them, pet them, hug them.
When new additions come, it is a joyful occasion. We have 2 strong growing kids.
And baby chicks to care for.
But then there is the bad side of animal ownership. The part that hurts.
Last Friday Cohen lost his favorite bird to a predator. Prunella had gone broody under some brush and they had just found her that day sitting on 6 eggs. The boys wanted to move her but we thought she would be okay for one night. She wasn't. Cohen cried on and off the whole day. Kept feathers he found of her's in his pocket.
And last night Paul went out to find Rylan's alpaca, Two Socks, on the ground. Sounding like he was choking. By the time I got out, he was gone. We are at a loss really as to what happened. It was rainy yesterday and we were inside all afternoon. I usually stay with them until they finish their grain but I didn't that time, so I wouldn't know if he got choked to the point of not being able to work it out on his own. He was a rescue who had a rough start, and was on the mend when we got him, but he did stay off to himself more than others. He ate. He came to the gate. And now he's gone. My 2 older boys took it hard. Rylan the worst. He went to bed in tears and woke up almost just as upset.
Their hearts hurt for losing their animals. And mine hurts for them.