Remember that awful news a few days ago about the baby bird that got stepped on while I was milking?
It happened again.
yesterday.
I didn't witness it this time, but there was a new baby bird, so I quickly picked it up and moved it away. A minute later it came back, this time out of my reach. I resigned myself to let it be as it sat on the black water hose. I never should have turned my back.
After finishing the opposite side of the parlor, I looked back, and the bird was gone. My heart started beating faster. When the cow was finally done milking and released, my worst fears were confirmed when a ball of feathers lay where the heiffer's foot once stood.
It's been a rough week.
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