Sad update...both babies have passed away. They died within an hour of each other. I was unable to get them to eat or drink on their own, so I gave a little nutridrench with a syringe, but it just wasn't enough. They were buried together amongst the compost in the garden. Poor sweet little guys didn't have a fair chance at life

They were in a quiet room with the heat lamp so I hope they passed in comfort. At least they weren't in the noisy feed store getting stepped on by the 100 other chickies running around, or getting poked by some unattended child.
This impromptu experience made me really grateful for my girls (not that I wasn't already...you all know how obsessed I am). I am so thankful they all survived their postal service journey and are robust, healthy hens today. This reminded me how lucky I am, because chickens make me really happy and I get to spoil mine everyday