We had a scare where we lost the final binky.
Buckets of tears ensued.
Tantrum was thrown.
I thought, “I can do this! She will be okay and after a few days she will forget.”
I was being a strong momma chick comforting my baby chick’s loss.
Rooster couldn’t handle it and searched high and low in our chicken coop.
At long last the binky was found.
The tears dried up and the meltdown ended.
Everything is good in Baby Chick’s world yet again.
Well for now…