Well, they can float, anyway. One of my 11-week-old pullets ended up in the cows' watering tank this evening! I wouldn't have known, except she squeaked and splashed a little when I went out to lock up the coop. I spun around with my flashlight, and there was her little red head peeking up over the edge of the tank at me. Poor thing! I waded through ankle-deep mud, pee and manure to pick her soggy butt out of there, nearly lost a shoe. No matter. I stuck her under my hoodie next to my body, then finished my chicken chores while she quietly shivered, head peeking out. I don't have a blow-dryer, but I toweled her off then put her in the basement brooder with a heat lamp for a couple of hours. Once fully dry, I carried her back out to the coop and put her on a roost next to her group of buddies. She peeped and cooed for me, and settled right down. Praying there's no respiratory issues arise from her little swim. I don't think she was in there for long.
Dang it, wish I'd taken a photo, but I was so alarmed and hurried to get her out that I forgot!
Dang it, wish I'd taken a photo, but I was so alarmed and hurried to get her out that I forgot!