I am 30 yrs old now, my husband and I have a flock of 31, 11 are new chicks. I don't handle them much now but when I was 9 or 10 and we had chicks, I could not leave them alone.
I used to wrap up my favorite little chick in a small towel and hold him while I watched tv. (not allowed, but I was sneaky).
The chick got used to it and would fall asleep. One day, I got up to get a snack and I carefully laid him on the chair so I would not wake him. I returned with my snack. 10 min later I remembered the chick. I sat on him. He died. I killed him.
I used to wrap up my favorite little chick in a small towel and hold him while I watched tv. (not allowed, but I was sneaky).
The chick got used to it and would fall asleep. One day, I got up to get a snack and I carefully laid him on the chair so I would not wake him. I returned with my snack. 10 min later I remembered the chick. I sat on him. He died. I killed him.
