Heartbroken...Jet(R.I.P.)

It's been a very sad day. My rooster named Jet was killed by a coyote around 11:00am. He wasn't quite one year old. I wanted to tell you how much it means to be close to such greatness. But, Jet taught me something today that is even greater than he was. He was a very special bird with a very special story. I have been with him every day since he was hatched. He was my first black baby rooster. The whole year has been spent making sure Jet reached his potential. He was the most fierce rooster I've ever had. This morning, I was trying to get some pictures of him. He wouldn't let me. I thought it was odd. He's never liked the camera...but, today he wouldn't let me near him. And so, without knowing why...my baby, my friend, my champion, my teacher, my Jet disappeared from my life without saying goodbye. I was so mad at him. I felt we had been through enough together to dignify our mutual respect...even if it had to end. I guess Jet had other ideas. And, now he is gone. My heart is broken. I cried like a baby...I just want to look at him one more time.
But, he's never coming back!
This means that this life is only about letting go.
We must let go of the things we love...

"Though gone forever
is the hour of
splendor in the grass...
glory in the flower...
we will grieve not.
But, rather, find strength in what remains behind"

These are the last pictures of Jet.
I took them two days ago!
Goodbye, Jet!