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- Nov 9, 2017
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Well, I don't know if anyone will read this final chapter to the story of Yeti...
I found him in the yard on the 17th, in shock, after the hens seemingly ganged up on him. His tail and back feathers had been pulled out and he was pecked badly. I ran him inside to get him warm and give him sugar water in hopes of healing him.
I stayed up that night holding him by the heat lamp and encouraging him softly. He seized in my arms and his heart stopped beating. I was even desperate enough to try CRP, SOMETHING to get my little buddy back. It didn't work.
Yeti was the best rooster. He would follow me like a puppy dog. Dance for me. Talk to me and talk back to me. He always loved his morning snuggles before he was set loose to play in the yard, and he never crowed too early.
He had gone down hill shortly after my last post, when he was still a young chick. He could not hold his head up, and I hand fed him for a month before he made progress again. I saw the life in his eyes. When he finally got better we shared so many fun and wonderful months.
I will miss you Yeti Spaghetti.
R.I.P my handsome little monster...
I found him in the yard on the 17th, in shock, after the hens seemingly ganged up on him. His tail and back feathers had been pulled out and he was pecked badly. I ran him inside to get him warm and give him sugar water in hopes of healing him.
I stayed up that night holding him by the heat lamp and encouraging him softly. He seized in my arms and his heart stopped beating. I was even desperate enough to try CRP, SOMETHING to get my little buddy back. It didn't work.
Yeti was the best rooster. He would follow me like a puppy dog. Dance for me. Talk to me and talk back to me. He always loved his morning snuggles before he was set loose to play in the yard, and he never crowed too early.
He had gone down hill shortly after my last post, when he was still a young chick. He could not hold his head up, and I hand fed him for a month before he made progress again. I saw the life in his eyes. When he finally got better we shared so many fun and wonderful months.
I will miss you Yeti Spaghetti.
R.I.P my handsome little monster...