Nothing good to say apart from she is no worse. I am keeping a careful eye on quality of life. I have sort of, nearly, maybe, resigned myself to the fact that she will likely not live through this, and I have prepared myself for that as best I can, but while she is still alert and interested in her surroundings I am going to keep trying.
She does sleep a lot, but she also spends a lot of time alert and watching everyone. The Hooligans come and spend time with her and she chatters to them.
It is a small life, but not nothing.
So a rule of thumb for my patients when they were sick was, for every day ill, or bedridden, it will be 3 day to recover.

So let's say 2 weeks actually sick, means 6 weeks to recover. Give her time. I think Manue asked if you were weighing her. I would start doing that daily.
 
Sounds like your between a 'rock' and a hard place.


:idunno

(Ya I know... groan)

But seriously I hope she figures out a solution...
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So a rule of thumb for my patients when they were sick was, for every day ill, or bedridden, it will be 3 day to recover.

So let's say 2 weeks actually sick, means 6 weeks to recover. Give her time. I think Manue asked if you were weighing her. I would start doing that daily.
Oh I sure hope she pulls through she is such a lovely pullet 💖
 
Birds of a Feather

"Birds of a Feather" is a popular phrase that seems to be somewhat rooted in truth. It was the principal behind my desire to add another Polish to the tribe so that Phyllis has a companion.

For two weeks Betty and Phyllis lived together separated from the rest of the tribe. They roosted together although Phyllis was not kind to her at roosting time. Betty still eventually would wind up next to Phyllis on the roost.

Since they have all been joined together Betty has been roosting with the main tribe more and more often. It started out as an occasional night on the main roost. Then it was every other night. Now it is most nights. She has even roosted next to Aurora on the high roost. Last night she was snuggled next to Hattie. (Bonus fluffy bums on Friday)

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While Betty is frizzled she still "looks" more like Phyllis than the big girls yet she is choosing to hang out with the big girls at night. And they are not running her off like they do Phyllis.

At this point it has to be personalities right? This cannot just be about looks. Betty looks nothing like everyone else.
Betty's coloring kinda looks like Sydney's? 😋
 
Tonight's Roosting

It is never easy with pullets. I swear it is more complicated than it should be.

So Glynda knows what to do. At bed time she went into the coop and roosted on the high roost. She then called out to the others to join her.

Gucci just seems to have no interest in going back into the coop. She laid down next to the wire under the coop.

Lady Featherington did not want to leave Gucci but wanted to roost. She was getting frantic when I intervened.

Glynda had already come back downstairs to see what was going on.

I could not have Gucci sleeping outside the coop. I decided to start with her. I put Gucci into the coop. Glynda immediately followed her there. That left Lady Featherington.

She was pacing around where Gucci had been trying to figure things out. I did not help her. Slowly she worked her way around to where I was sitting. Next thing you know she has flown into the coop through the open side door and is roosted on the high roost.

I put Gucci on the low roost. Lady Featherington flew down and joined her there and Glynda soon followed. Of course Glynda was on the wrong side and had to walk over Gucci and Lady Featherington so she could sleep next to Lady Featherington.

Here they are all roosted. Gucci is pretty hidden behind Lady Featherington but you can see a little of her tail.

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I love this story! They are a little mini-Tribe. It is heartwarming that they want to stick together, I love how you are showing them the ropes in their new digs. They will figure it out! I hope they continue to stick together, Gucci is needing the development time, don't you think?
 
I can't find a way to express myself with sufficient delicacy in a language that isn't native, so please forgive me if I'm hurting some of you. I've been feeling several times that replying in chronogical order led to very painful situation when a chicken is very sick, and the wishes for improvement come after it has passed.

I don't know if there is a way to avoid this without reading backwards. Maybe to click on the person's name and check the more recent updates before replying ?
I vote that you express your caring and concern when you read the post and want to express it. Regardless of what the outcome may already be. It is a comfort either way.
 
I have fallen afoul of this myself. I'm not certain of an easy solution. I know that no one is going to be upset if you offer well wishes after something tragic has occurred. We all understand the spirit in which it is given.

There are times I also struggle with posting something funny or cute when some one is dealing with a difficult situation. I still pack that away and move forward. I think that everyone understands by now and I hope comes for some fun even in times of tragedy.
In times of tragedy it helps to remind us of the larger world out there, and take comfort with those who have gone through the same things - good and bad - and are still celebrating the joys of chickens.
 
Tonight's Roosting

It is never easy with pullets. I swear it is more complicated than it should be.

So Glynda knows what to do. At bed time she went into the coop and roosted on the high roost. She then called out to the others to join her.

Gucci just seems to have no interest in going back into the coop. She laid down next to the wire under the coop.

Lady Featherington did not want to leave Gucci but wanted to roost. She was getting frantic when I intervened.

Glynda had already come back downstairs to see what was going on.

I could not have Gucci sleeping outside the coop. I decided to start with her. I put Gucci into the coop. Glynda immediately followed her there. That left Lady Featherington.

She was pacing around where Gucci had been trying to figure things out. I did not help her. Slowly she worked her way around to where I was sitting. Next thing you know she has flown into the coop through the open side door and is roosted on the high roost.

I put Gucci on the low roost. Lady Featherington flew down and joined her there and Glynda soon followed. Of course Glynda was on the wrong side and had to walk over Gucci and Lady Featherington so she could sleep next to Lady Featherington.

Here they are all roosted. Gucci is pretty hidden behind Lady Featherington but you can see a little of her tail.

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Oh I am glad I am not the only one with bedtime drama!

At least buttercup has stopped trying to pummel Dorothy and Rose now!
 
Just did chores and when I checked the chickies I could hear this rapid wheezing, of course I am immediately freaked out, so I turned on the light to see what’s up, and Rose is just wheezing and gurgling away panting,

The fan has stopped so I immediately put that back on the timer and wiped the window on the west side of the hen house open - figured the severe thunderstorm warning was now over.

I then double checked everyone else and came to the house to set my alarm for midnight to go out and check on her.

I also checked the weather again and seems we are back in the severe thunderstorm warning.

:th

It might only be 26C but the air is like a sauna I am hoping Rose is just wheezing and gurgly because she is panting so fast. Anyways I will keep an eye on her on the camera till I check her at midnight.

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