Pink Chicks and Fox Kits
At Easter each year, Daddy got my siblings and I each a pink-, blue-, green- or purple-colored baby chick. They were so cute. As they grew, the color faded and they became white.
One day Daddy killed a red fox in the chicken house. Afterwards he saw the fox had babies. He didn’t want those babies to starve, so we all looked in the woods behind our house until we found two baby foxes under an old sawmill. We raised them until they were grown and ready to be on their own.
I am very grateful for the way my parents raised me. They and our Lord made me who I am today. Life was so much simpler and good back then.
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