Man… today was kind of tough, but not necessarily worse than yesterday. I managed to enjoy some good, easy company in great weather for almost hall an hour today at lunch. I got to nap on our large guest bed with my husband this evening. Oh, we did have meetings after school, and so I didn’t get home until after five, which is over twelve hours after I usually wake… so, that sucked.
Oh, also, our chicken died overnight. I specifically woke up, kind of panicking, and asked my husband where he had put the chicken who was in recovery from the mites and fleas – she got hit really hard by them, and so was being kept separate from the fat chickens who seemed to be fine, though they were covered in the bugs, likely because they are so much bigger and fatter. I asked specifically if she was safe from other animals getting her, and he told me she would be fine and that she was in a safe spot. When I awoke in the morning, I was almost instantly worrying about her. I went outside as soon as I could after my bathroom troubles, and, sure enough, there was a small spread of feathers on the ground, including big ones that don’t just fall out when they fluff around and whatnot. I barely even bothered looking around after that, because I was already crying. I actually cursed and said how I had asked my husband to make sure she was safe from other animals overnight. She was not even at half capacity, so she had almost no ability to defend herself or fly away – that was the whole reason I asked him to make sure edge was in a covered space, safe from other animals. I even used those words. But he didn’t. He assumed she would be fine, because she had been fine outside the coop overnight in the past. He did not account for her being sick this time, though. So, now our only black chicken is gone, likely attacked viciously by effing raccoons and dragged to some terrible ditch hole… that’s the part that hurts the most right now, I think. Ugh.. it just gives me the shivers and feels like such a horrible disservice to our one semi-smart chicken, and the one who actually could fly. Not to mention her awesome black feathers with a blue-ish-green tinge. She was different in a very cool and beautiful way. I am very sad to have lost her, and especially so due to our own negligence.
Yeah… I miss you, Blackie. And I’m so sorry we left you utterly helpless like that. You clearly tried to survive. I’m so sorry. Thank you for being such an entertaining and different bird from the rest. And thank you for being so accepting of the newer chickens, completely unlike the others, who are very much and often punks. We’ll miss you a lot. And I never would have thought I’d feel that way about a chicken. You were clearly cool and special. Bye-bye, birdie. Bye-bye, Blackie.
Also, I’m super nauseous and struggling massively to keep down my dinner right now, and it super sucks.
God, help me release this nausea and to eat well, that my baby and I be healthy and well and whole. Keep my husband safe, please. Keep me and my family safe, please, and help us always to see our next step in your will clearly. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2024
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