Like they say - you're not really dead unless you are warm and dead!
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Oh, Bless you and the little child Tinkerbell. I'm very touched.Here's the update on Tinkerbell's morning...
My husband misunderstood my instructions for giving Ravyn water this morning and put the water in with her and Tinkerbell and then he left for work. I woke up at 10 and went to check on them and Tinkerbell was soaked to the bone and as cold as could be. I figured she was dead, her legs were drawn up to her chest, she had zero sign of life. I got the hair dryer and put it on low heat and dried her off and talked to her and nothing. So I just gave up put her under my shirt assuming she died, and about 20 minutes passed and I hear Peep, peep, under my shirt (all the while my husband is telling me to get the dead duck out of my shirt).
She's in her bed while I get ready to go to TSC. She's standing up better today as well. I swear this duckling is fighting harder than anything I have seen to live. I swear on my children everything I am saying is truth. If you could have felt her body and how cold it was you would be as amazed as me right now. I don't understand how in the h*ll this duck is alive.
And the 6 pack is doing well, Little Ravyn is a spunky little leader, lol...
This is what they tell us in nursing school. They're not dead until they're warm and dead.Like they say - you're not really dead unless you are warm and dead!
Hi all, My husband keeps asking me who I'm texting with and I finally told him it's my "Fine Feathered Friends Club"and they have an online maternity ward where babies are hatching all the time. I have become a watcher and a worrier over these babies and cannot bring myself to stop. He answered with..." Could you do your worrying while you fix me breakfast?"
Here's the update on Tinkerbell's morning...
My husband misunderstood my instructions for giving Ravyn water this morning and put the water in with her and Tinkerbell and then he left for work. I woke up at 10 and went to check on them and Tinkerbell was soaked to the bone and as cold as could be. I figured she was dead, her legs were drawn up to her chest, she had zero sign of life. I got the hair dryer and put it on low heat and dried her off and talked to her and nothing. So I just gave up put her under my shirt assuming she died, and about 20 minutes passed and I hear Peep, peep, under my shirt (all the while my husband is telling me to get the dead duck out of my shirt).
She's in her bed while I get ready to go to TSC. She's standing up better today as well. I swear this duckling is fighting harder than anything I have seen to live. I swear on my children everything I am saying is truth. If you could have felt her body and how cold it was you would be as amazed as me right now. I don't understand how in the h*ll this duck is alive.
And the 6 pack is doing well, Little Ravyn is a spunky little leader, lol...
This is what they tell us in nursing school. They're not dead until they're warm and dead.