One of the little EE chicks we hatched about 2 weeks ago had a pretty hard time getting out of it's shell, but, when it finally got out, was doing quite well. Until the next day. It went from looking perfectly fine to not being able to stand at all--kept sitting on it's elbows and walking around on them until there were small open sores. It's toes started turning in and curling. I started it on vitamins, put little chick shoes on (which it went nuts over, chirping constantly in irritation) and tried to brace the legs slightly with coban (which it went nuts over and picked at constantly). After a couple of days of rather intense nursing care, I stopped putting coban on and took the shoes off because the chick was pecking at it all the time. Meanwhile, it's legs were getting further and further apart. So we did the bandaid thing to bring the legs together. The poor chick pecked that bandaid so much it drew blood on the right leg, so I took it off. Talked the matter over with my boys, told them the chick wasn't getting any better at all and that it might be best to cull it now before the small open sores on its elbows got bigger or got infected. The chick still wasn't getting up off its elbows and it was chirping almost non-stop. Me eldest son sadly agreed. My middle son, however, flat refused. We finally agreed to give the chick 2-3 more days and see how it went before making a final decision.
That was 3 days ago. darn if that chick isn't up and walking about like a normal chick now. Apparently, all it required was for me to stop messing with it. Its right leg is still swollen at the joint and still has a small open sore on it, but the chick can walk, the chick can hop, the chick appears to be reasonably healthy. Smaller than it's hatchmates, but doing well.
And my middle son has looked at me with the stern eye of of a 9 year old and said, "See? You don't just give up!" I think the kid may be the reincarnation of my father...
That was 3 days ago. darn if that chick isn't up and walking about like a normal chick now. Apparently, all it required was for me to stop messing with it. Its right leg is still swollen at the joint and still has a small open sore on it, but the chick can walk, the chick can hop, the chick appears to be reasonably healthy. Smaller than it's hatchmates, but doing well.
And my middle son has looked at me with the stern eye of of a 9 year old and said, "See? You don't just give up!" I think the kid may be the reincarnation of my father...