Bean

That's right... I named the chick.

So I totally get that I may possibly be failing at my first venture of Hobby Farming.  I get that there will be sick animals, weak animals and/or tasty animals.  That doesn't mean I don't have to give each one a tiny piece of my heart.  To the core of my soul, I am a hippy :)  I love people.  I love freedom.  I love animals.  I love individuality and I love LOVE!

When my mom dropped Gage off after gymnastics and I told her the story about the little chick, she gave me one of those "seriously Rachel" looks and plainly said to me, "survival of the fittest".

I died a little bit.

Not sure if Bean will make it through the night or even through this weekend, but if she does I will find some sort of way to give her a good little life.  I am a hardass and a softie all rolled into one snarly haired, bra-less little hippy package and I am proud.