Yesterday was a REALLY sad day at the Mulder home. It started with my dad coming and knocking on our back door at about 8 this morning to ask us if we'd seen the baby chick with the crooked beak. We all went out back, but couldn't find him. Jaden said he was out there at 6:30 when he was out there cleaning. But we coudn't find him. Let me give you some background on this chick. He's not really a baby chick. He's a full grown chicken....but not full grown. He stayed a lot smaller than the rest in his group because his beak was crooked so he had to put up a HUGE fight for food growing up. Until his BFF, my dad, started stopping by every morning to feed him. He loved when my dad came. He'd fly up on his finger like a parrot. And my dad would have a seat by the coop and shove food in between his crooked beak so he could keep it in...it was his only chance of survival. I was soo glad he did it, and I was hoping he'd live another year or so. But the little guy got out yesterday.....
and a dog ate him.
and a dog ate him. Sad day at the Mulder house.
3 comments:
awe, poor little guy
that's the saddest thing I've ever heard.
Oh . . . I almost just cried! That's so sad! Poor little guy. :(
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