After the postal service offically said they had no idea nor clue of where my chicks were, got a call about 6:00 p.m. last night that a hub post office in downtown St Louis had found them. We rushed off to go get them. It took a while, since it is a 60-65 mile drive each way and it was during rush hour traffic for St Louis. Finally got them home and totally shocked to see all alive. I do have one that is not doing too well, and I have a a feeling I will not have her long. But am saying prayers for otherwise. Took care of any pasty butt this morning. Out of 8 chicks, four had it. Wasn't hard to clear. I have them brooding in my spare bathroom and just sat on a stool next to washbasin and used my wet fingers to get the pooh damp/wet and got it all gone. Used nice soft tp to dry their little bottoms. I will keep an eye on everyone for anymore of it. But it would be nice if no one got it anymore. For their sakes. Poor things putting up with that. And talk about an invasion of privacy! Oh my!