Okay, I admit it. I'm like Charlie Brown. I feel sorry for the Christmas trees that are left in the lot after Christmas.
Today I went to the place where I've bought all our chickens to look at ducks. They only had one, a Khaki Campbell hen and she had a broken leg. She looked so lonely, and quacked so mournfully when I walked up to her cage that I bought her anyway and brought her home. She's in a small cage with food and water, and seems happier, anyway. The chickens are already clucking, hopefully to welcome her.
From everything I've read here there's a good chance she'll heal on her own, given time and make a good addition to the flock.
Today I went to the place where I've bought all our chickens to look at ducks. They only had one, a Khaki Campbell hen and she had a broken leg. She looked so lonely, and quacked so mournfully when I walked up to her cage that I bought her anyway and brought her home. She's in a small cage with food and water, and seems happier, anyway. The chickens are already clucking, hopefully to welcome her.
From everything I've read here there's a good chance she'll heal on her own, given time and make a good addition to the flock.