After I had to cull the babies yesterday I just wasn't able to sleep, kept waking up. So right now I'm running off of a total of 7hrs maybe between yesterday and today... Don't mind me if I'm a little bit morbid here, but this is just depressing. Every time I shut my eyes last night, I'd see that little one just struggling and trying so hard. He wanted to live but he was suffering so bad. He kept looking at me and cheeping as if to say, 'help me' and the only thing I could do is put him out of his misery. I know I did the right thing, but why the heck does this have to hurt so bad. I didn't even eat anything yesterday and I'm not hungry today either. I'm not trying to depress anyone with this rant, if I do I'm sorry.. As of late, yall are about the only friends I have that I talk to, aside from my best friend in WA state and my hubby. And even then..I'm alone most of the time now and taking care of all the critters and the house keeps me occupied, so that I really don't mind that much. I reckon I just needed to get some of it out right now, thank you for listening..
Cassandra
Cassandra
