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Oh, I do that quite oftenIt’s a stare down. Hen-Rietta has been doing that with a few ladies this morning.


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Oh, I do that quite oftenIt’s a stare down. Hen-Rietta has been doing that with a few ladies this morning.
Stay of execution
Here is a short update on my beloved Bella Dracula. She has not been doing well at all. I think I already posted that she had stopped eating and drinking and I had decided to tube feed her. My thinking was that she is young and has a known viral infection which will most likely pass.
All was going well though she was dropping weight and getting weaker.
Then her crop started to slow and I couldn't tube feed her if her crop was already full without risk of aspiration. So she was getting less food and fluid. She has become physically very weak but mentally all there and interested in her surroundings and chatting to her buddies.
On Sunday I brought her in for a few hours because it was so unbearably hot. She delivered a quite normal poop and was interested in eating frozen corn kernels. I started to hope again.
Then Monday all action stopped. No reduction in crop size overnight or during the day and no poop. I resolved that if that was still the case this morning I would take her to be euthanised because starving to death did not seem like a humane way to die.
Sure enough early this morning there had been no poop overnight and her crop was the same size as on Monday and Sunday night with nothing having gone in.
As soon as the vet opened I made an appointment for her to be euthanised. I would be able to do it myself if she were in extreme pain - but when I pick her up she perks up and looks around and sometimes grooms my hair or my shirt. I didn't trust myself not to waver.
Appointment made I went back to the Chicken Palace to give her her 'last meal'. She had pooped and her crop was a little bit smaller. So I called the vet back and said I wasn't sure and I just needed her help with the decision.
Off we went. I opened up the cardboard box at the vet and Bella periscoped up. She devoured more corn and a treat the vet offered her.
The vet said, I think she needs more time.
Nobody get excited by this - I have been there 3 times already this last week - the difference here is I made it all the way to the vet.
But for now, Bella gets to live another day.
I on the other hand am completely exhausted with the stress of it all.
Her fluffy butt was a disgusting state yesterday. Oh the shame of having such a mucky white chickenWhy? She worked real hard to get that dirty.![]()
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Stay of execution
Here is a short update on my beloved Bella Dracula. She has not been doing well at all. I think I already posted that she had stopped eating and drinking and I had decided to tube feed her. My thinking was that she is young and has a known viral infection which will most likely pass.
All was going well though she was dropping weight and getting weaker.
Then her crop started to slow and I couldn't tube feed her if her crop was already full without risk of aspiration. So she was getting less food and fluid. She has become physically very weak but mentally all there and interested in her surroundings and chatting to her buddies.
On Sunday I brought her in for a few hours because it was so unbearably hot. She delivered a quite normal poop and was interested in eating frozen corn kernels. I started to hope again.
Then Monday all action stopped. No reduction in crop size overnight or during the day and no poop. I resolved that if that was still the case this morning I would take her to be euthanised because starving to death did not seem like a humane way to die.
Sure enough early this morning there had been no poop overnight and her crop was the same size as on Monday and Sunday night with nothing having gone in.
As soon as the vet opened I made an appointment for her to be euthanised. I would be able to do it myself if she were in extreme pain - but when I pick her up she perks up and looks around and sometimes grooms my hair or my shirt. I didn't trust myself not to waver.
Appointment made I went back to the Chicken Palace to give her her 'last meal'. She had pooped and her crop was a little bit smaller. So I called the vet back and said I wasn't sure and I just needed her help with the decision.
Off we went. I opened up the cardboard box at the vet and Bella periscoped up. She devoured more corn and a treat the vet offered her.
The vet said, I think she needs more time.
Nobody get excited by this - I have been there 3 times already this last week - the difference here is I made it all the way to the vet.
But for now, Bella gets to live another day.
I on the other hand am completely exhausted with the stress of it all.
I’m so sorry RC, what an emotional roller coaster for you.Stay of execution
Here is a short update on my beloved Bella Dracula. She has not been doing well at all. I think I already posted that she had stopped eating and drinking and I had decided to tube feed her. My thinking was that she is young and has a known viral infection which will most likely pass.
All was going well though she was dropping weight and getting weaker.
Then her crop started to slow and I couldn't tube feed her if her crop was already full without risk of aspiration. So she was getting less food and fluid. She has become physically very weak but mentally all there and interested in her surroundings and chatting to her buddies.
On Sunday I brought her in for a few hours because it was so unbearably hot. She delivered a quite normal poop and was interested in eating frozen corn kernels. I started to hope again.
Then Monday all action stopped. No reduction in crop size overnight or during the day and no poop. I resolved that if that was still the case this morning I would take her to be euthanised because starving to death did not seem like a humane way to die.
Sure enough early this morning there had been no poop overnight and her crop was the same size as on Monday and Sunday night with nothing having gone in.
As soon as the vet opened I made an appointment for her to be euthanised. I would be able to do it myself if she were in extreme pain - but when I pick her up she perks up and looks around and sometimes grooms my hair or my shirt. I didn't trust myself not to waver.
Appointment made I went back to the Chicken Palace to give her her 'last meal'. She had pooped and her crop was a little bit smaller. So I called the vet back and said I wasn't sure and I just needed her help with the decision.
Off we went. I opened up the cardboard box at the vet and Bella periscoped up. She devoured more corn and a treat the vet offered her.
The vet said, I think she needs more time.
Nobody get excited by this - I have been there 3 times already this last week - the difference here is I made it all the way to the vet.
But for now, Bella gets to live another day.
I on the other hand am completely exhausted with the stress of it all.
Try to put ice on his eye to reduce the swelling, baking soda and acv may help toMy male cat, Grochatila, was absent for 24 hours which isn't that unusual for him.
However we just found him like this, he's been stung near the eye, probably by a hornet.
We'll see if he's better tomorrow morning otherwise he's going to the vet. His behaviour is normal- he is his usual sleepy Garfield self.
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A small dose of an anti histamine will help. I give benadryl to my dogs when they get stung by bees or bitten by fire ants.My male cat, Grochatila, was absent for 24 hours which isn't that unusual for him.
However we just found him like this, he's been stung near the eye, probably by a hornet.
We'll see if he's better tomorrow morning otherwise he's going to the vet. His behaviour is normal- he is his usual sleepy Garfield self.
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That grey one looks amazing.I can’t remember if I already posted 2ferTuesday (actually I can’t even remember if it is actually Tuesday). But here are a couple of Hooligans. They have learned a new and disturbing skill which is pecking me. They are not as gentle as their sweet little faces suggest they would be.
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