I'm a grandmother raising young grandchildren.I thought I was really doing a therapeutic thing by creating the nighttime ritual of watching the eagle eggs, then the hatchlings, then the growing bird family. We watched for about 20 minutes every night. But Cookie died from hypothermia in a snowstorm about a week ago and his little rotting body is still in the nest. Simba cuddled with it for a while, but today, Mom started eating him.This has not turned out like I expected. via /r/Parenting http://bit.ly/2WboXtk
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