RIP Dear Comet

I’m ready to write this post now. It’s taken a while to stop crying every time I would think about the little guy.

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Many of you know that my sweetest little bottle fed lamb passed a few weeks ago. He died of parasites, something that can sneak up on you, something that a weaker lamb like Comet would have been more susceptible to. I’ve finished beating myself up about all the things I could have done. In my heart I know I tried my best. Sometimes we just have to rest with knowing we really tried, move on, and keep trying.

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