I wasnt sure where to post this whereas it isnt an emergency rather a story. Our Bantam Brahma showed signs of being ill 2 days ago, not eating, drinking a ton. I think she had sour crop (judging from the smell coming from her mouth, notice during last moments). I had tried to get her to vomit, all liquid came out. Not sure if liquid went into her lungs or not, but i will never do that to a chicken again. Last night i checked on her and she was breathing through her mouth. Her 2 buddies were with her. After church today, my oldest DD came to tell me she was gone. I went out and picked her up, she was breathing barely. I held her until she was gone. We all know in this family that well chickens will come and go, that is just how it works. But it was wonderful to know this morning that Izzy was not alone when she went.
She was a lucky chicken to have died in your arms. Time will heal your heart and you will go on to share love with more lucky chickens.
I want nuttyredhead by my side when MY TIME is up. Great job being a great caregiver. Do you think the massage of her crop was a bad thing?? I haven't had this situation happen (yet) and I like to hear the failed attempts as well as the victorious ones... Just to prepare myself.
I'm glad that happened also . She was with a friend at her last moments.. That's sweet. I'm sorry. God Bless.
I live in a neighborhood with my two silkies that i show in 4H, early septmeber my first place rooster started acting sick i nursed him back to health but just recently he took a turn for the worst... I remember walking out to their coop and i saw him laying there i picked him up and took him out side, i held him for two hours, it killed me seeing him like that but i had nursed him back once i was going to do it again. but he just looked so pitiful. i told myself i would give him one month, oor i would be forced to put him down. i cuddled him for a few more minutes and went inside to go to bed. The next morning i found him at 5 am. He had passed at some point in the night. i cried all the way to school. He was the first chicken ive lost, and first friend. Some people thought it was stupid for me to be so upset about a rooster but they dont understand. Thats why im so thankful for you guys, its been so hard but you guys understand. and i really appreciate that. Heres to better times... Evan at 2 week, He was a pitiful little thing. i drove 2 hours just to get him, the lady said i didnt want him because he would never be a good show rooster. ill admit he was like the ugly duckling at first but thats why i loved him... They were best buds from the beginning he is the cuckoo rooster and the white hen is izetta his girlfriend! they were inseperable! And this was the last picture i took of him before he got sick. He was a beautiful boy, and ill never have another rooster like him.
