We did what we could.
We tried really, really hard.
She hung in there...probably for too long.
Last Wednesday she stopped eating.
Last Thursday my husband did the right thing...
the hard thing, the thing I could never do.
I am so grateful to him.
And I am so sad she's gone.
Thank you, Libby, for providing us with beautiful
brown eggs and hours of calm entertainment.
I'm sorry you got sick and that I couldn't help you.
Rest in Peace