Oh no!! I am sorry to hear that. So sad. I think it is so unfair in life when something sweet like that passes. You did the best you could hatching those babies and nature took them away. I hope you and Alicia, too, can mend as time passes. It is hard, I know and we're here so feel free to say what you want to a bunch of understanding people.Hils was home all day so it went better, yes. Mostly I was just feeling down since that was the day I learned Pancake passed away and it roughed me up a bit. So this means that none of the calls I hatched survived. I thought for sure he'd be okay...I'm positively gutted and I feel like a total failure. I didn't learn until way too late that the breeder of those chocolates is a terrible man who keeps his birds confined in tiny cages and were never bred with fresh stock for the 20+ years he's been doing this. So for all I know, my ducklings all had some sort of fatal defect as the result of who knows how many generations of inbreeding.
Admittedly I don't know if that's what killed lil' Cakey or even his sister Milkshake, but I can't shake the terrible thought. And if that IS what happened then I feel nine kinds of rotten for giving him away to such a lovely person if he was a ticking time bomb, you know? I could have spared myself, my husband and my dear acquaintance a lot of heartbreak if I'd never hatched those eggs. It's hard to understate just how much I loved those babies. I've only hatched a handful of calls, and since I can't have kids I kinda bonded with them way more than is probably healthy. Mostly I just feel awful for Alicia. I can't even imagine what she's going through. And I feel like it could be my fault.