Tragedy has struck our house...
I let Blackie outside for her outside playtime today, and she was being totally normal. Eating, drinking, dust bathing etc, prancing around doing her funny broody speed-run...
I went back inside for 10 minutes, and when I went back out to get her and bring her inside... she was laying on her side in the run gasping for air but making no sound. Her comb was purplish-blue. I picked her up and tried to see if I could help her and she thrashed for a second, went still... and died. She must have eaten something that got stuck and blocked her throat... idk.
So there I was, standing in total shock, holding her dead chicken body. I went into the garage and got a little box to put her in because I couldn't bear to put her in a bag for trash. She was such a good girl and proud egg-momma.
I went back inside and carefully collected her eggs and moved them to the incubator. Now I really need them to hatch since they are her "children" and all we will have left of her.
Sad day.