Here it is. After picking you up from the suburban home in Indiana, and holding you because you were too scared to go anywhere else, I knew I loved you. I loved how you trusted me to keep you safe, how you always picked to go by me when given a choice, how you loved belly rubs, the bits of white in your dark fur, your beautiful golden eyes... Everything about you was perfect to me. I can't give belly rubs to Paisley and Patch the way I could with you; its not the same. I loved how, when I'd give you a belly rub, you'd make me rub your paw with my finger simultaneously. I loved how you'd look at me expectedly like you knew I was coming for you, and not Secco. When you ran away, I have to admit. I was devastated. I still remember the date I found out: October 23rd, 2018. I remember the shock I had when realizing you weren't in the kennel. I remember I counted the days you had been missing, hoping you would come back. I remember 3 days ago, when you and Secco turned 2 how I tried and wished SO HARD that you would come back. To this day, I look out towards the highway to see if I can find you, that you're still here, hiding just out of view. I miss you, Dolce, and I'm not hiding it. I still hope, but I still need to accept it. I love you, and I hope that you're safe. Thank you for everything you taught me. I love you.
Parrot: She was by far, the most affectionate chicken we ever had. She was Rooster and Neeka's sister, and she went missing, never to be seen again. To this day, I don't know where she went. She was so great. Thank you.
Chuck Dickens: Now, you might think of the author Charles Dickens, but Chuck Dickens was not his little brother. Chuck Dickens was a chicken that acted like a duck, so Pepper blended the words chicken and duck together. He probably ran away with Parrot, we'll never know for sure. Thank you.
The goats who stole 3rd and 4th of our goat order, these guys were definitely the most fun. Although they weren't purebred, they had so much personality, They were like little puppies who followed us around wherever we went. (Like Mary's lamb? The opposite of Little Bo Peep's sheep? Those sheep ran away all the time.) Still with the baby stories, huh, Pepper? (Hey!) I still have a scar from when Dorin accidentally bit my finger, but I cherish it for the time I got to spend with one of the greatest of all times. (Also known as: G.O.A.T. Greatest Of All Time. Adios, Dorin and Dori!) Thank you.
Before we start, it was Pepper's fault. (Hey!) It's true! (Okay, so the first animals we got were the dogs, but then we got our ducks.) Cowboy, Copper, Emerald, Cocoa, Midnight, Donald, Daisy, Blue, Bluey, and Kablooey. Midnight is still around, but her name is Hershey now. (Anyway, before my RUDE interruption, ALMOST all of them died by dehydration and cold. Cowboy my favorite, got injured and sadly died after 3 days of good health.) WHO CARES!?!?!?!?!? (I do.) Sorry. We learned so much from these guys. Hershey is a memorial and patriot, a survivor, and... She's ours forever. To the rest of Duck Herd #1: Thank you.
Our first goats, Loren and Thorin did nothing but impress. From the beginning, they were the coolest pets we had at the time. Oh, how we loved showing them off, and honestly, we got attached. I won't say their ending, but, I don't regret anything. They taught us so much, like never to hold them while they just ate (P-U.) And (NEVER TO PUT YOUR FACE IN FRONT OF THEIR HORNS... EVER!!!!!) Why would you do that? (I dunno. Because I can.) Loren and Thorin: Thank you. (Sniff. WHY!?!?!?!?!?!?)