I woke up to a dead chick this morning. She was the one who had a broken leg, and I spent the last four days doing everything I could to help her... including leg splint, yogurt, separate space from the other chicks, extra warmth, and little tiny food and water bowls (bottlecaps actually) so she could reach them without standing up (but not drown). Yesterday she wouldn't eat or drink, even if I dipped her beak in vitamin water. She was sleeping when I went in to check on her at 1 a.m., but dead in the morning.... with her tiny wings extended out like an angel's. It was so sad. (She was 1 week old, but more the size of a day-old chick... barely half the size of her sisters, sooo tiny.) I feel so awful. Like I'm a jinx around chickens. What's a girl to do??