Life does have a way of throwing curveballs, doesn't it?
We had a WONDERFUL evening with two dear friends in town tonight. First-of-the-year dinner at The Angry Trout (now that they're open for the summer) and then a cocktail at The Raven. We were happily tired and looking forward to bed.
But, when I went out to do chores, I found the Black Leghorn I'd been carefully watching for about a week or so dying on the floor of the chicken house. I gently picked her up and held her close. She could barely keep her eyes open. I came into the house to ask Tom for help, and we put her out of her misery. Such is life, I guess. You enjoy the good and you deal with the bad.