Life is short but we often see that life is even shorter sometimes and it makes me even sadder.
In this blog, let me take you to a very short journey of happiness and life of a little chick with me and my daughters.
I am still saddened by the demise of this little chick last night which I and my kids considered a pet. A few months ago, we lost our dog, the only exemption of the unwritten rules at home not to have pet dogs and cats because I am really afraid of rabbies.
Now back to the chick, it was named chippy and penguin by my eldest daughter 
The chick looked like he was leaning on my hand, he was surely loved.
I gave up one of my basin for him; it became his makeshift brooding nest with paper at the bottom and my daughter's clothes as a makeshift hen to give it a cozy environment. He enjoyed the brood for two nights, sadly it was just that short.
He is alone and sad at home, he probably misses his mother and his siblings as he always shouts. "piak! Piak!" Whenever it gets alone and cold. My daughters then would tend to him, carry him in his hand or put him inside their shirt as if they were the mother hen tucking the chick inside her wings
My daughters giving him warmth and lots of love.
The kids would feed him and give him a drink, giving him the greatest care they could give and the chick felt better with his illness. Yesterday, the chick could walk straight, very far from when we first met him.
#This is how he looked like on his frirst day at home
And probably why my daughter pittied him and took him as a pet, ignoring agian the unwritten rules I set.
Penguin's head would turn upside down, his neck would cramp and he had a ard time eating and drinking water making him weaker than his siblings.
Afraid that he might just die when left with the mother hen, my daughter took it home and made huge effort to feed it and massage his neck whenever it cramps again. The poor little chick will tumble whenever it cramps and it will have a hard time getting up.
Losing him when he was already feeling better
With lots of love and enough food to survive, the chick felt beter but last night, perhaps due to the overflowing love my daughter had for the chick, she had him brooded inside a fabric an put him beside her in bed where she watched a cartoon in an old laptop.
Her sibling came and went on the bed, and we had dinner and had a little more time before we decided to sleep, she found its lifeless body and told me she was too weak to survive. Perhaps she forgot about him being consumed by the movie she watched.
Life is short indeed, and there gies our happiness, grief covered my heart as we lost him. I was excited to see him grow, seeing him roam around the house like a pro but it's so much for that now.
Having pets and loving them too fast for a short period of time makes your heart break whenever they die. This will surely take a lot of time for me to recover and I cannot express my sadness into tears.
What I realized by making this post is that Life is short yet some has shorter. maybe that's why people says every day, every moment is worth celebrating and I am very thankful to God for each breath that we take and for each morning that we wake up.
If you reached this far, thank you so much for your support and time. I'd begald to see you comment on my post and give you a visit. This will be all for now, see you around
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Posted November 22, 2023