I join this website a year ago, I loved reading stories and solutions forums can offer, however I remain silent. I would like to introduce our small group of pet chickens Cipi - the rooster and his partner Cipika and Buzz, unfortunaltely our loved Milo is no longer with us.
A Tribute to Milo,
Milo was born on the 16 January 2013, she was four weeks old when we first time met her at the Coldstreem farm in Melbourne. I was admiring number of small little chicks when she come to the edge of the hot box and start following me and my daughter around, all others were interested in the food. I waited for the owner, as I walked around I noticed that this smallest chick in the glass box was showing no interest in the food, she was everywhere we were. I decided to take Milo home. The owner insisted that Milo was not the best chick , she was way too small and I was advised that I should take any other. I couldn't Milo was smallest but to me she looked perfect. I felt that Milo has chosen us, so we took her and another small chick (we named her Buzz), that followed Milo, so they become our pets. When she was eight weeks old, Milo was showing signs of difficulty breathing and what other chickens would found easy to do it was laborious for Milo.
Milo was quick learner and learnt to respond to the words "hop, hop' she would jump on our shoulders and get a cuddle and special treat. Milo new her name and would always ran to the door when she would hear us calling her name, she would greet us with deep voice and would sit on our shoulder or lap to get her cuddle. Milo loved music and will jump with the beat of the song. Buzz loved music too and both of them would have a "chest to chest dance", they would spread their wings and glide around each other. Milo was free to roam in the garden and from the dusk to dawn was in the garden, her favourite spot was between two threes, where she enjoyed her dust baths and grooming. Once her time came to have eggs, she laid egg every morning at 0700am, she has not missed a day even on her last day she gave us her egg. She was very gentle with her eggs and would talk softly and peck egg, once this was done we could take her egg, but not before she peck at it. Milo loved to come inside the house and sit on my daughter lap when she felt tired.
On 21 April 2014 unfortunately, her little chest has gave away and she has lay down in the garden like she was asleep when we found her at 11am.
We loved our Milo and may she rest in peace we will miss her cheekiness, her loud calls at 0700am announcing that she had an egg, her running for cuddle, her fixing my hair when she was on my shoulders, her joyful calls every morning as she knew how to appreciate every day she was on this Earth.
With love and sadness we say goodbye to our much loved Milo.
A Tribute to Milo,
Milo was born on the 16 January 2013, she was four weeks old when we first time met her at the Coldstreem farm in Melbourne. I was admiring number of small little chicks when she come to the edge of the hot box and start following me and my daughter around, all others were interested in the food. I waited for the owner, as I walked around I noticed that this smallest chick in the glass box was showing no interest in the food, she was everywhere we were. I decided to take Milo home. The owner insisted that Milo was not the best chick , she was way too small and I was advised that I should take any other. I couldn't Milo was smallest but to me she looked perfect. I felt that Milo has chosen us, so we took her and another small chick (we named her Buzz), that followed Milo, so they become our pets. When she was eight weeks old, Milo was showing signs of difficulty breathing and what other chickens would found easy to do it was laborious for Milo.
Milo was quick learner and learnt to respond to the words "hop, hop' she would jump on our shoulders and get a cuddle and special treat. Milo new her name and would always ran to the door when she would hear us calling her name, she would greet us with deep voice and would sit on our shoulder or lap to get her cuddle. Milo loved music and will jump with the beat of the song. Buzz loved music too and both of them would have a "chest to chest dance", they would spread their wings and glide around each other. Milo was free to roam in the garden and from the dusk to dawn was in the garden, her favourite spot was between two threes, where she enjoyed her dust baths and grooming. Once her time came to have eggs, she laid egg every morning at 0700am, she has not missed a day even on her last day she gave us her egg. She was very gentle with her eggs and would talk softly and peck egg, once this was done we could take her egg, but not before she peck at it. Milo loved to come inside the house and sit on my daughter lap when she felt tired.
On 21 April 2014 unfortunately, her little chest has gave away and she has lay down in the garden like she was asleep when we found her at 11am.
We loved our Milo and may she rest in peace we will miss her cheekiness, her loud calls at 0700am announcing that she had an egg, her running for cuddle, her fixing my hair when she was on my shoulders, her joyful calls every morning as she knew how to appreciate every day she was on this Earth.
With love and sadness we say goodbye to our much loved Milo.
are others on here that will help you anyway possible. 
and Welcome To BYC! What a sweet story about Milo,so sorry you lost her 
