16,500 CHICKS DIE IN A FIRE - THANK GOODNESS NO HUMANS WERE HARMED
>> Wednesday, September 22, 2010
When I was a teen, my house caught fire. Everyone vacated except my mother who was trapped up stairs. When the fire was finally put out there were hand prints outlined in the charred walls... Many fixtures, the phone and everything plastic was a pile of noxious smoldering goo. The flames singed all the hair on her body... The flesh on her right arm was literally cooked to the bone trying to protect her face from the smoke. After she hid in a closet for a few minutes praying to die quickly... She got the courage to jump out the window to save her life.
Because even after all this - the pain and terror she still wished to live. That's what we animals do... We wish to live.
