Sometimes you lose…


My heart was heavy; it felt like I had a big ol’ rock in my stomach as I plopped myself down on the hard concrete steps inside our garage. In my hand was the limp, lifeless body of a poor baby chick.

Just 2 minutes ago, she had been happy, healthy, and thriving — along with her 18 other fluffy little nestmates. But all that changed when my wet hands slipped and accidentally dropped the 1/2 gallon water jug I was replacing.

She didn’t even have a chance to get out of the way… Continue reading “Sometimes you lose…”