**cries**

[vblackangelv]

there was a dead duck in the road today...

something tells me it was broken wing...

i havnt seen her all day

but she has been hiding in the bushes a lot...

i cried...

i left work early...

no matter which duck it was, it was my baby...they all are...

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which duck it was, it was my baby

[erisreg]

sorry, kiddo,the loss is tough no matter how small, the hurt is measured in your heart.

Re: which duck it was, it was my baby

[vblackangelv]

i couldnt have said it better myself :)

[aithne_fae]

:hugs:

[vblackangelv]

thank you sweetie :)

duck raising is emotional work :/

it is my secondary job, but most important in my book

[aithne_fae]

:nods: We have quite a bit of land and two ponds here, and we've been so thinking of getting some ourselves... and I think its great tha you look at it like that, its what makes u good at your job. :)

:Hugs: :)

[vblackangelv]

i wish you lived closer :)

you are a really cool person :)

[trickertreat]

I'm really sorry. The ducks may not live at your house but they are definitely your pets. It always hurts to lose a pet which I know all too well.

[vblackangelv]

i spend more time at work than at home, so yeah, they are just like pets...

[elementalmuse]

*sniffle* So sorry to hear about this.

[vblackangelv]

thanks pumpkin :)

[beanboy]

Aww Barbara i am sorry!

Those ducks would have never made it this far if it wasn't for you!

[vblackangelv]

this is true...i guess that is a good way to look at it :)