Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks
It takes a long time to grow an old friend.
Our oldest and most frail member of the flock, Digger is now dying and while we have expected this to happen for awhile, it’s still a shock every time we think of a home without his presence. For now, he’s wrapped up in blankets to ward off the New Hampshire chill while he sleeps. When we pass by his corner, we stop, pet him, and tell him of our love and how very fortunate we are to have had him in our lives.
Hearts continue to break in New Hampshire.