Lucky

 

 Lucky April 21st – May 4th, 2011

After a week long battle with an upper respiratory infection, little Lucky succumbed to his illness.  He died in my hands at 8:00 p.m. Wednesday, May 4th.  We did everything we could for Lucky.  We got him antibiotics and vitamins and his own cozy warming lamp.  We made sure he ate and drank and was comfortable.  But despite our best efforts, little Lucky died.   He will be greatly missed.

 

Lucky was sickly from the moment we got him.  He was weak and small and fragile.  We knew he didn’t stand much of a chance.  So we named him Lucky, knowing if he did survive,  it would be the most fitting name in the world.

Since I got my chickens I’ve found myself wishing my Dad could have lived long enough to see them.  Nobody would have loved them more than him.  Norm loved animals and he always bought farm fresh eggs.  Even before it was cool.  Norm didn’t much care about being cool.

He would have been thrilled that I owned my own chickens.

Since he was a bit gruff he certainly wouldn’t have shown how much he loved them.  Not in a typical way anyway.    He definitely wouldn’t have gushed.  Norm wasn’t a gusher.  He would have come to visit them every day.  He would have brought them treats.   He would have dropped off pine shavings for their henhouse at my backdoor.  He would have asked about their health.

Of all the 365 days in the year … my little chick died on May 4th.

My dad’s birthday.  He would have been 80.

It’s kind of fitting really when you think about it.   Consider Lucky my birthday gift to you dear old dad.   Happy Birthday.  Watch out Lucky.  He’s a little gruff.

I leave you this weekend with this thought.  If you’re thinking of getting baby chicks.  Remember Lucky.   It’s not all eggs and fluffy feathers.

 

56 Comments

  1. Brittanie says:

    This is so sweet and sad. <3

  2. celia says:

    growing up, we had a mini-farm. we had chickens, pigs, several dogs, cats. we had fruit trees. it was great! i used to be in-charge of taking care of the baby chicks. they are so precious at that stage so extra attention has to be given. you can’t help but adore them. so sorry for your lose. i know how you feel. hugs!!!
    -celia-

  3. Christina says:

    I very nearly teared up reading this. And I am at work. That would have been embarrassing.

    There are geese that live right outside my office building. One day I saw a family with 5 young ones and the next day I saw a family with just 1 and had a bit of a panic thinking that 4 had died. And then I realized that there are several families and calmed down.

    The idea of any baby dying is heart breaking to me. Even when it’s just chickens or geese. Thanks for the touching post.

  4. Brenda says:

    Thanks for sharing such a personal post, Karen…sending you much love & friendship!

    • Karen says:

      Thanks Brenda. I’ve also shared about how to cure a bladder infection so … this was nothing. :) ~ karen

  5. Judy says:

    Sorry to hear about Lucky. I foster young and sometimes orphaned kittens and understand the feeling of loss and failure when you lose a little one. Sometimes it just wasn’t meant to be, even with your best effort.

  6. shari says:

    Your loss was your daddy’s gain. xo

  7. Gina says:

    Lucky was lucky to have you. He was loved his whole life .

  8. nancy says:

    okay, i’m bawling.

    • Karen says:

      Sorry Nancy! You should have seen my sister when she came over and ready my post yesterday. Yup. Tears. I didn’t realize it would make people cry. I guess everyone just needs a good cry sometimes. ~ karen

  9. Christie says:

    I’m sorry to hear of little Lucky’s passing. I take comfort in the fact that in spite of his/her short lifespan you gave him/her the best life a chick could ever have on this earth. <3 <3 <3

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