I was sitting there with the bird in one hand and scissors in the other, just sitting there crying, when I heard my neighbor drive up into his driveway...I went over and asked if he's ever killed a bird before and he said "Have I what?" And I said, "Killed a bird" and I broke down crying and showed him the chick and, I don't know how well he could hear me through my crying, said "I have a dying baby chick and I just can't do it" and he took it and said he'll take care of it. His wife said, "Don't feel bad honey, I couldn't do it either"
And I just can't stop crying, it's one thing when they die on their own but I just couldn't do it.