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- Oct 26, 2007
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Skye passed away this afternoon.
It was soooo cold in the coop. I brought her crate into the house. She looked awful.
I held her in my lap and warmed her up. Her mouth seemed dry with all that heavy breathing, and I realized I could squirt little amounts of liquid nutrition and water into there. She seemed to drink it up.
She even seemed to perk up. I felt a glimmer of hope. But then within a few minutes, she started looking like she couldn't breath. Then she started flapping her wings like crazy and collapsed in my arms. Goodbye sweet little bird.
It was soooo cold in the coop. I brought her crate into the house. She looked awful.
I held her in my lap and warmed her up. Her mouth seemed dry with all that heavy breathing, and I realized I could squirt little amounts of liquid nutrition and water into there. She seemed to drink it up.
She even seemed to perk up. I felt a glimmer of hope. But then within a few minutes, she started looking like she couldn't breath. Then she started flapping her wings like crazy and collapsed in my arms. Goodbye sweet little bird.
