|Freyja hovering over her baby|
What amazes me about Freyja was that she was so very stoic when I imagine she must have been in tremendous pain. My suspicion was she had a twisted intestine. She stayed alert and caring for her baby up until the very end, with no sign of weakness. It was hard to tell anything was wrong. Our last moment with her before she died (Tom and I both witnessed her last breath) was her lying peacefully with her little one curled right beside her. It was like she was waiting for us to come to the barn to take her little one so she could go; that her baby would be cared for. How could a mother be more loving of her baby than that?
|McTavish Farm Athena|