She turned 1 week yesterday and she passed away in my arms around 1 am this morning. Not sure what happened. I went to check on everyone's temps since I raised the lights as it was the 1 week mark so was reducing by 5* and she was laying one her belly but her head and feet were all weird and she didn't jump up and start tweeting when I made noises at her like I do every night before bed and mornings when I get up. I started to pick her up, she felt completely limp. But she was still alive! I put her back down carefully woke my Husband up letting him know something happened. We had to end her, I couldn't let her suffer. She deserved so much more. I didn't want her to be alone So I scooped her up, held her close. Husband went to look for a way to cull a baby chick. Before we had the chance to do anything she passed away in my arms. At least she didn't die alone and she knew love. I fought for her. I gave her a chance when most wouldn't. I knew her odds living a full life was slim but I knew she deserved to have the chance. I saw her start to really peck at the food and water dished 2 days ago. My thoughts of what happened is that she wasn;t gettign enough water/food. She never learned how to scoop her beak. I was hand feeding her but I guess It wasn't enough. RIP faith
