Well after my bourbon red Clyde was killed and stolen by some low life thieving scum the day before New Years Eve, I had decided that I couldn't risk replacing him in case it happens again. In fact I was ready to throw in the towel completely as it upset me so much. However, my first incubator arrives tomorrow (my belated Christmas present). I think setting my first lot of eggs and watching new life grow will help me get over the loss. I'm still not ready to set some turkeys, or to bring Bonnie back with a new mate and probably never will be but it's a start and as everyone has said, I can't let them beat me and ruin all my plans and enjoyment of my birds.