Ok, I think I can talk about it without falling apart now.
A few days ago, I found our beautiful, majestic, and very much beloved Johnny Rose Duck dead in the grass.
There were no apparent injuries, so we can only assume he'd been ill but showed no sign of it, which isn't unusual for a prey species. It was just so sudden and unexpected to find him like that and it hit me really hard.
I know people say you aren't supposed to fall in love with farm animals, but that's just not how I'm built and also it's not my fault that they are so damn lovable.
We are gonna miss you so much Johnny Rose Duck. I’m heartbroken that I won’t get to hear your drake hiss anymore, beautiful boy.
