We learn this morning that the Brand New Little Brown Kid died during the night. I am disappointed, but not surprised; entirely too much time passed between when she was born and when I finally found her. The critical bonding period lapsed, and even with food provided, companionship provided, she did not survive.
The small advantage (and one of the reasons we made such effort) is that she will now go into The Books as a business loss, potential income based on a theoretical number of offspring. Please note, I do not cite this as the small consolation. It is not.