So my family and I are on vacation for three weeks, and on the weekdays my dad goes home so he can work and take care of the animals. On the weekends he comes up to hang out from Friday-Sunday.
Today there was a mixup with the chicken caretakers and they did not let out birds out. Ten out of the thirteen died because of the heat. Only my Henrietta and Jaelyn are left, and my youngest sister’s bird Peaches. My beautiful and wonderful rooster Napoleon is gone. I am completely devastated. We are probably going to go home for two days to bury them because my three sisters and I are extremely upset and want to go back.
Does anyone know about death from heat? Is it very painful? I am very worried that they died in pain or scared.
Before I leave on any vacation for any number of days I always tell them how much I love them, kiss each of them, and remind them that no matter who goes first, we will all be together again someday. I firmly believe that all animals go to heaven.
I can’t even express how grateful I feel that Henrietta was one of the survivors (Jaelyn’s name actually means survivor, she has defeated death twice in her lifetime). I am the most attached to her, and I think the feeling is mutual. If I don’t crouch so that she can hop up onto my leg, she yanks on my pants until I comply. She was my first bird, besides Napoleon.
My parents say we can get more chicks. I’ll
probably only get two more. Or maybe we can hatch some of our eggs so that Napoleon’s line continues (Jaelyn is his daughter so a part of him is still with me). I definitely want more right away, I think it will help my heart if I can nurture and love some more babies. Of course, I’ll never ever ever forget the ten that died today. I am so glad I am a big picture taker, because I have pictures of all of them. I think I am going to buy a photo album and print the pictures to put inside, with a little note about each of them.
This is my first huge loss. I’ve had birds for four and half years and lost about one every year, but never so many at once. I am really struggling to accept the loss of so many at one time. But I thank the Lord that two of my girls survived, but I really feel terrible for the two sisters who had no survivors. And I just don’t know what I will do without Napoleon. He and I had a very special bond, I was the only one who he respected, and I loved him so unconditionally.
But I know that they are safe in heaven right now. In no more pain. I’ve been thinking about heaven a lot lately, and honestly no matter what comes with this entire coronavirus thing and with the end times being seemingly so near, I’m finding myself feeling like it’s closer and closer, rather than just a place that the Bible talks about. It’s more real in my mind. I believe without a doubt that my birds are there, but it’s still a very hard loss to cope with now.
Today there was a mixup with the chicken caretakers and they did not let out birds out. Ten out of the thirteen died because of the heat. Only my Henrietta and Jaelyn are left, and my youngest sister’s bird Peaches. My beautiful and wonderful rooster Napoleon is gone. I am completely devastated. We are probably going to go home for two days to bury them because my three sisters and I are extremely upset and want to go back.
Does anyone know about death from heat? Is it very painful? I am very worried that they died in pain or scared.
Before I leave on any vacation for any number of days I always tell them how much I love them, kiss each of them, and remind them that no matter who goes first, we will all be together again someday. I firmly believe that all animals go to heaven.
I can’t even express how grateful I feel that Henrietta was one of the survivors (Jaelyn’s name actually means survivor, she has defeated death twice in her lifetime). I am the most attached to her, and I think the feeling is mutual. If I don’t crouch so that she can hop up onto my leg, she yanks on my pants until I comply. She was my first bird, besides Napoleon.
My parents say we can get more chicks. I’ll
probably only get two more. Or maybe we can hatch some of our eggs so that Napoleon’s line continues (Jaelyn is his daughter so a part of him is still with me). I definitely want more right away, I think it will help my heart if I can nurture and love some more babies. Of course, I’ll never ever ever forget the ten that died today. I am so glad I am a big picture taker, because I have pictures of all of them. I think I am going to buy a photo album and print the pictures to put inside, with a little note about each of them.
This is my first huge loss. I’ve had birds for four and half years and lost about one every year, but never so many at once. I am really struggling to accept the loss of so many at one time. But I thank the Lord that two of my girls survived, but I really feel terrible for the two sisters who had no survivors. And I just don’t know what I will do without Napoleon. He and I had a very special bond, I was the only one who he respected, and I loved him so unconditionally.
But I know that they are safe in heaven right now. In no more pain. I’ve been thinking about heaven a lot lately, and honestly no matter what comes with this entire coronavirus thing and with the end times being seemingly so near, I’m finding myself feeling like it’s closer and closer, rather than just a place that the Bible talks about. It’s more real in my mind. I believe without a doubt that my birds are there, but it’s still a very hard loss to cope with now.
