"Soon As You're Born You Start Dying..."

Jun 29, 2009 23:07

Resquiat in pacem, Nellie, Black Peter, and a random Jersey Giant. Despite our best efforts, including me giving all three pullets mouth to mouth at Maria's tearful insistence, they suffocated to-night while moving to their new home.

In an amazing display of restraint, I did not tell Daddy to go do unspeakable things to himself after he tried to tell Maria she should have expected it. His insensitivity meter appears to be broken lately, since he has really been unbelievable about a few of our more recent tragedies.

Please God let things start getting better. June has been awful for this whole family, but it's almost over. Please, please, please let things start getting better.

wingy farm things, tragedy

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