This is not a sunset picture.
It is a message sent just to me.
It was overcast when we drove to my farm. A dark and gloomy day with a
light rain coming down as I was digging. Then just at the instant we
buried my sweet loving Pigeon Velcro, the sun shown for a few minutes
then it became dark.
For those who may not know, Velcro and I were
very close for nine years. She was killed by a hawk as she was flying to
the deck to visit me. She now has a view of this sunset every night and
of our cabin on the creek. It was not easy to drive back home and leave
her behind. I miss her desperately.
They were the same age... Betty and Bert. When I came home I found Bert huddling over her trying to keep her warm. Bert would not leave her side. All the others had gone into the warm coop like they always do, but Bert and Betty had stayed behind in the Chicken shelter...it was dark and freezing cold.. But it was too late. Betty had just died a very short time before I found them.
I took her inside because it seemed she may still be breathing, but...too late. She was special... she would come to me for affection. She loved to be held in my arms. She would close her eyes while I petted her.
Betty at 3 months.
She had not been well for several weeks. I've kept her inside and I've been giving her antibiotics daily. She seemed to be getting better. Today was the first day she seemed more perky. It was warmer today (40+) so I put her outside...I hope she enjoyed her last day.
Betty just a few days ago staying warm by the fireplace.
