Missmissi how is your chick today?
She's doing great Enola, thanks! We went out to the temporary run for 2 hours this afternoon. Willow flew on top of an up side down laundry basket and climbed on the small branches DH strategically placed as a poultry jungle gym, just like all the other 'littles'
I barely noticed her limp at all today. Still improving, obviously. She's the sweetest little thing, I mean like, really, really. I chose her because they told me Cornish are very friendly. She flutters around, keeps up with the others and they all like to cuddle with her, I guess because she's a bit fluffy

I guess it wouldn't be right if I had a new bunch without one who needed a little extra care.
Our first 4 chicks included one that must have been sick/weak at the store, then got trampled in the box on the way home - this year I took a folded paper towel for the floor of the box for them to have traction. She way nearly dead, no moving, shallow breathing, barely would open her eyes. I got online and searched for answers, one by one, of each of her symptoms and ailments. And she just turned 2 in February. Her name is Babe. Some people told me to end her life, there was no use, I was prolonging the inevitable etc etc. I slept with her in a red bandana wrapped around my neck, I hand fed her 7 times a day (mind you I owned my own business then), I protected her from the others when she was weak. I walked her and hummed to her.
Babe was attacked by a hawk on January 1st this year. It looked bad, I was certain this was the end for her. Terrible injuries, concussion, contusion etc. But she kept holding on, and I rocked her in my arms until I was too tired to do it any more. We took her to the vet for attention to her damaged eye, then we bought a crate for a Great Dane and made her an indoor coop. We nursed her, cleaned up her messes and loved her as much as she would let us. At 4 weeks to the day Babe let me know she was ready to go out, literally jumping up and down. I watched her, because now her vision is seriously compromised, and she's doing great. I supplement her diet a little when she feels a little skinny. She's still the prettiest girl out there!
I've had to make hard decisions for a few, but when they've got a lot of fight left in them I'm going to give it my best. Sometimes they've found motivation in our strength If I was in a car crash, 2 broken arms, 2 broken legs and a crack in my skull, too weak to feed myself, needing medicine, therapy and someone to bathe me .. I hope someone will take care of me until I'm strong again, not assume that I won't get better; give up. Healing is painful, and when we're 'all better' we continue with our lives. Every one of my 'kids' gets treated to this same philosophy, even the humble chicken
