Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Ponypoor]

I'm in bed early. I somehow hurt my jaw, so I've done exercises and now have a hot water bottle on my jaw and ear.

I probably talk to much

Paracetamol and yes the hot water bottle

 

[Ponypoor]

No, I had not realized that she had been laying internally. When my friend cut her open there was LOTS of fluid buildup, as well as yolk ALL over her stomach cavity.
Here's how I think it happened:
I told you that she is was a cannibalism victim. So when it happened, that STUPID Bananito picked her backside and kinda messed up her insides if you know what I mean. The other hen Snowflake had her guts coming out *blergh* and, as you know, I called my friend over. Friend culled Snowflake and two other girls who weren't going to make it. When it was over I saw Mrs Clean-egg near a nest box, and her backside was bleeding and she had a prolapse. Not having known this site I put polysporin on it daily and wiped it with a paper towel. This is where I think the peronitis started.
So eventually she was well enough and I had enough confidence in her, so I re-integrated her in to the coop. Eventually she was accepted.
Then, one morning I saw her standing in the corner, not being herself. I thought it was coccidiosis and treated the whole flock for that. I brought her inside, treated her aswell and gave her a bath. This should have been my warning sign for peronitis: she had poop caked around her vent. She was interested in drinking water, but not in eating, even when I put out her favorite treat, which is sunflower seeds, chick food, and cooked meat. I found out this was impacted crop, but someone mentioned that they can have crop issues when they have peronitis. Again, a warning sign missed.
Then Mrs. Clean-egg stayed with the injured chickens until last morning, when I noticed (again) something wasn't right. She looked into my eyes as if to say, "It's my time."
I called that same friend to do the processing. And then I saw the yolk, and the fluid, and little to no food in her crop. I nearly dropped her in surprise, screaming, "PERONITIS!"
(I nearly dropped Mrs Clean-egg, meaning, not my friend. I had to hold Mrs. Clean-egg's legs.)Mrs. Clean-egg's first name, gained today, is Mrs. Katniss Clean-egg.

Mrs. Katniss Clean-egg
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So sad but not an easy thing to diagnose

 

[notabitail]

Bring her over. I'll launch her off the roof of the sheep shed along with Jenny the Muscovy duck. When Dotty untidily crashes to the ground perhaps 20 metres away and Jenny is gracefully circling the sheep field for a few laps, I'll get jenny to explain the difference when she lands.

I might take you up on that. Abigail needs to learn that she is not a pigeon

 

[Ponypoor]

Of course I spoke too soon. She is back on her nest warming up the ice packs.

 

[Ponypoor]

The silkies are growing up

 

[rural mouse]

I am going to try for some pictures later today. I have sorta been absent from the computer yesterday and today. The last 2 days have been pure you know what. Grandma has reverted back to how she was right after the stroke and shouting at everyone or crying. I am so thankful for the horses and the chickens right now because if this keeps up I will literally loose my mind very soon.

 

[RoyalChick]

The silkies are growing up

Adorable. I love all the flapping and leaping!
How old are they now?

 

[Ponypoor]

Trouble trouble trouble

Truly and Lulu now appear better - hopefully they will be improving over night.

 

[Ponypoor]

Adorable. I love all the flapping and leaping!
How old are they now?

3.5 weeks they will 4 weeks on Thursday

 

[rural mouse]

This little man right here
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He knew I needed him. We have been in the middle of a almost 36 hour fight simply because for the first time in a year dad said something to grandma when she went off on Rosie. Grandma ended up shouting to mom a hour ago was she getting a divorce, mom replied of course not. Well, she cannot stay here then. Me and Rose went outside and hid, I did a much needed deep clean of the coop. Branch never left my side. I have cried into his feathers today and he has just "purred". Well, the chicken equivalent of a purr. I'm back in and he is asleep on my lap. Mom and Rose went to the store and dad is in his room napping. Everyone please forgive me for saying this, I have prayed for this day to eventually come. We have done everything possible for her and it has never been good enough. The things she has said to me or called me when I willing stepped in to take the brunt of it so she would leave Rosie alone will haunt me forever. I know she has dementia, but the majority of the downright hurtful things have been said when she has had moments of clarity and she knew full well what she was saying.

Branch, in my opinion, is a certifiable Service Animal. He is a treasure!