I’ve been nusring a kid for the past couple of days. It died today. I only had it for two days, but it hurts. I live on a farm and a day after the mother goat had it, she abandoned it so we had to bottle feed it. I really wanted it to live; I fed it, used my towel to wrap it against the cold, prayed for it… it still died.
If you ever find yourself getting out of touch with your emotions, go live on a farm. At least for a while.