Necropsies aren't fun, but they're revealing sometimes. This hen was a six-year old Welsummer. Myrtle was behaving a little withdrawn but had no other symptoms of being sick. I found she had crawled off her perch during the night and died on the floor of the coop in a sleeping position.
I cut her open this morning and discovered a full size, cooked by her body heat, egg in her abdominal cavity along with a couple other smaller ones. She is the first hen I've cut open after death to present with this issue. Even had I known she was sick, there would have been nothing I could have done for her.
Pictured beside her opened cavity are the gizzard nearest the knives and the rest of what you see are eggs, the two largest are sliced open. The red spheres are yolks still uncooked.
I cut her open this morning and discovered a full size, cooked by her body heat, egg in her abdominal cavity along with a couple other smaller ones. She is the first hen I've cut open after death to present with this issue. Even had I known she was sick, there would have been nothing I could have done for her.
Pictured beside her opened cavity are the gizzard nearest the knives and the rest of what you see are eggs, the two largest are sliced open. The red spheres are yolks still uncooked.
