topochico225
Enthusiasm Enthusiast
It's very hard when us bleeding hearts are laughed at, ain't it?
I went to TSC this morning to get chicken feed, and there were chicks! I was super excited to see all the little fluffs in for this year. I noticed that there was a Cornish Rock baby at the bottom of one of the troughs with severe splay leg- I'm talking one leg straight behind, one leg sticking out forming an L with the other one like one of the dang Village People- and one blind eye getting trampled by the other babies. He looked really, really weak. I asked one of the TSC ladies to come see the baby. She laughed and said "Oh, he's so silly, he's always sleeping under the others!" as the chick is splayed out in her hand, not even able to lift his head. She told me she'd take him to the back, and he'd get some vitamins and be fine in the morning. I offered to take him home and rehab him. She gave me a weird look, and took him to the back anyway. I felt sick standing there, because I knew he'd probably be ignored at the bottom of the "reject chick" bin.
I got my feed and left. It was not a good TSC day. Then again, when is a good TSC day? I also noticed some day-old Silkies with some severe pasty butt that got overlooked. If I had the space to take all the chicks with health troubles, I would, but I'd also be bringing home, like, 15 chicks.
I went to TSC this morning to get chicken feed, and there were chicks! I was super excited to see all the little fluffs in for this year. I noticed that there was a Cornish Rock baby at the bottom of one of the troughs with severe splay leg- I'm talking one leg straight behind, one leg sticking out forming an L with the other one like one of the dang Village People- and one blind eye getting trampled by the other babies. He looked really, really weak. I asked one of the TSC ladies to come see the baby. She laughed and said "Oh, he's so silly, he's always sleeping under the others!" as the chick is splayed out in her hand, not even able to lift his head. She told me she'd take him to the back, and he'd get some vitamins and be fine in the morning. I offered to take him home and rehab him. She gave me a weird look, and took him to the back anyway. I felt sick standing there, because I knew he'd probably be ignored at the bottom of the "reject chick" bin.
I got my feed and left. It was not a good TSC day. Then again, when is a good TSC day? I also noticed some day-old Silkies with some severe pasty butt that got overlooked. If I had the space to take all the chicks with health troubles, I would, but I'd also be bringing home, like, 15 chicks.