Had to take a road trip today. One of the few days I didn't spend most of my day with chickens/animals. Went out this morning before I left and took care of everyone. and all was well. Got back a couple of hours ago, and, of course everybody was excited to see me...treat time. All still well. Gave out treats and let the Buffs and White Rocks out to free range for a while. Went over to tend ducks...Not far from the coops, and took, oh say, probably 20 minutes or so (never really timed myself). Back to the coops to let out RIR girls, then over to the 2nd coop to let out Cinnamons. And there he was, motionless. I saw his eye closed, but poked him anyway (he was still warm ) I just got him around the middle of August and he wasn't the nicest roo, but he was never really mean with me. The farmer I got him from didn't know how old he was as he got him from another farmer, who had gotten him from someone else who got him from. ....you get the picture....he had been re-homed several times. He was part of the deal with the Cinnamons. He looked pretty ragged and had only one eye so I named him Rasputin. Partly because of the story and partly because of the fact his crow was 'raspy'. I kind of figured he was old but took him so he could live out his life peacefully. I just did not expect it to be so soon to lose him . And while I was right there . All in this week, my cousin lost his beloved dog to cancer, the neighbor's cat was crushed by a car in front of the house (that cat was not very friendly, but loved to skulk around the farm), and now Raspy. They are all buried now in my pet cemetery along with 22 other dogs and cats, 3 baby Buffs and 2 baby white rocks lost to Coccidiosis, and 1 RIR pullet lost to a predator. Humans have been given increasing longer life spans throughout the years (medical technology, early detection, blah, blah blah) But still our animal friends continue to be taken which seems too soon for me. I know, I know. All of our numbers will be up sooner or later. I'm just so sad and this is how I'm feeling at this moment. Fran Drescher (The Nanny) Said it best I think. I hope. Her dog had passed away. She eventually got another. And on some talk show I caught, she said that losing an animal is God's way of teaching humans that we can love again. Something like that. I might be getting a bit crazy with this and I apologize. I have mourned my Mother, my Grandmother, and many animals, but I still get up every day loving the ones that are still in my life. Thanks for listening.