Between being so busy around here and the fact that my internet was just barely limping along; I forgot to tell you that we’ve had a couple of losses here on The Hill recently.
First our rooster Truman died. It’s a mystery.
I miss his hearty crow.
And just the other day I noticed that sweet little Maximus wasn’t his usual jumpy self. The next day I found him dying and there was nothing I could do but hold him and pet him until he passed. I believe he may have had an intestinal blockage.
Barnabus is missing his lil buddy.
And I miss him too. He was a sweetie.
Losing a pet means losing a tiny piece of your heart.