adrianney
Hatching
We first noticed the crossed beak on one of 3 Americauna chicks when they were one week old. Being new chicken owners, we had no idea what would happen and how much worse it would get. For the first couple of weeks she grew just like the others. The only difference was that she seemed to eat all day long, voraciously. The angle of her beak seemed to worsen every couple of days. By the time we moved the girls to their large coop and enclosure "Little Bit" was noticeably smaller but no less "flighty" and energetic. It made me sad that the other chicks were enjoying pecking at the ground and running around chortling when they caught a big bug. We fed Little Bit in a deep pan so that she could peck and scratch to her heart's content. When we tried separating her from the flock for a couple of days so that she could eat undisturbed, she panicked so badly that we let her rejoin the others and just kept an eye on her so she would always have a full bowl. The other chicks grew so fast and looked more and more mature but Little Bit stayed small and still looked and acted like a baby. Even so, the other's never picked on her. In fact, when they were still sleeping on the floor of the coop Little Bit would snuggle under them to keep warm for the night. When most of the hens graduated to sleeping on the roost, Little Bit just didn't have the strength to fly up and be with them. One big red hen (that was the same age but 4 times larger than our little girl) always stayed down with her. We tube fed her the last week of her life because she wasn't able to take in enough food. We thought that, just maybe, she'd survive like others we'd heard about. My husband slowly fed her part of an earthworm last week. She actually ran around, showing off to the other chickens before she was able to gulp it down. I let her out of the enclosure to follow me around a few days ago. Her flock mates were quite jealous. It may sound silly, but I just wanted her to feel like a regular chicken. We started to see a decline in her health the last two days. It was like she'd given up. We were going to have to put her down today. Last night we lost "Little Bit", 13 weeks from the day we brought her home. She passed in her sleep under the wing of a wonderful, big, red hen. I have never seen a little creature try so hard to live. I know they're only chickens, but this little gal taught us a lot in her short time here. Never give up.