On February 19 I had my 4th pregnancy loss, a 4 weeker, a boy, named Seanna Pol. (Instinct told me it was a boy) I have been having a very hard time, alternating between bawling my heart out & furiously angry. Arlo my rooster has been such a comfort too me, I hold him all the time, & when I cry he will peck at my tears & meep at me. He snuggles with me, fills my aching arms. I would normally cut myself to rid myself of emotional pain, but Arlo is so sweet & little & comforting to me. He never tells me to 'get over it' & he doesn't mind sharing my lap with Seanna's urn. He crowed at me this morning & made me laugh so hard I woke poor Nate up. He's got the cutest little crow.