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Hardest part of ranch life
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Yesterday marked one of the hardest days in our ranching journey as we faced the heart-wrenching decision to cull every single one of our beloved chickens, ducks, and geese due to an outbreak of Mycoplasma gallisepticum. After months of battling this relentless illness, we finally received a true diagnosis, but it came far too late. The loss of our feathered friends, whom we’ve cared for and nurtured over the past 3.5 years, feels like a heavy weight on our hearts. Each bird represented not just a part of our farm, but a piece of our lives and dreams. Rest in peace, my angels. Your memories will forever flutter in our hearts, and we hope to meet again someday in a happier place.
| | Yesterday we culled every single one of our chickens , ducks, and geese due to an illness outbreak after months of fighting back and forth with it for months we finally got a true diagnosis of Mycoplasma gallisepticum which never truly goes away … Hardest day we have had at our ranch was loosing all of our birds everything we have worked on for the past 3.5 years gone just like that … rest in peace my angels may we meet again [link] [comments] |
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