I awoke to a crash, but didn’t think much of it. The winds were blowing, which is a normal occurrence around here. I got up to go to the bathroom and looked out the window only to learn the “bang” was our chickie coop knocked over. We (pretty much my husband) stayed up to get the chickies a new home in the garage as well as to get things cleaned up. We also looked and looked and looked for a missing chick, but without success.
Later that morning, Malachi discovered her in the front yard under a bush. Poor little baby was gone.
When I told Natalie she could get another one and that we would have a little funeral, she was quite excited. Apparently, she had always waned to have a little funeral for a pet. (Sounds super morbid, but I get where she was coming from!) Kids are so resilient. So, we holed our little backyard hill, had a little funeral, said our goodbyes, and welcomed “Goldilocks” to our home. We also fixed the chickie coop so no more wind gusts will affect our little ones!