No, it’s not Friday the 13th, but it seems like it.  I woke up to find that something (likely a racoon) had pulled the hardware cloth off the chicken coop and my five keets were gone.  I did not see any signs of feathers, so there is a chance that maybe one or more escaped, but I don’t expect to see them again.

Then, as I fed my bottle babies, I watched the new kid from yesterday go through the fence and into the woods.  I searched and searched, and could not find him – but eventually, he’ll get hungry and call for his mama – then I should find him, I hope.

And then, I discovered a dead kid – born in the past day or so, he was beautiful.  He was on the wrong side of the fence, and his likely mama is a first timer so did not cry as mamas normally do. 😦

Damn.

So I stayed home from work – still have a sinus headache, and after these traumas, I’d be likely to not be a great employee today.

Sometimes farmlife is really difficult.  This is one of those days.