“Heartbreak is LIFE educating us.” ~George Bernard Shaw
Roxy, before her egg laying days…
Roxy lost her life yesterday. She was a foxy feathered friend who gave an egg a day, kept the bug population under control and was a constant companion to our one rooster. The cause of her death is unknown and being a very young chicken, age was not a factor. I suspect the extreme heat wave lingering over this land (with day temperatures brewing in the triple digits) may have been a factor. It is difficult to keep outside animals from heat related injuries and fatal mishaps during extreme heat temperatures. A regular, fine mist, water sprinkler throughout the day, I guess, was not enough to keep Roxy cooled down. I just do not know.
It was a sad day anyway, especially for her rooster companion. I also found myself tearing up just the thought of Roxy passing without anyone outside to help her.
I know Roxy was just a hen, and around here, hens are easy to come by, but somehow, have you noticed when you give a name to anything, it seems like the named item becomes the Velcro that sticks itself to your heart? Maybe next time I will cautiously give a name to anything that may strongly attach to my heart. Away with you, Velcro! Arrgh.
“Grief is so painfully real, regardless of its origin. The love of, and attachment to, an animal friend can equal that of human relationships. Likewise, the loss of an animal can be just as devastating.” ~Rev. Joel L. Morgan
Have you ever named something and later found your heart grieving when their final time came sooner than expected?