I went to let the chickens out this morning and found her cold and stiff. She had choked on her vomit. RIP little girl. A few weeks ago I posted a subject on the predador's section about my dogs attacking one of my chickens. The newly named Mabel, a five month old hatchery Buff Orpington was found cowering by my older dog with my younger dog barking and bouncing around her. I thought she was dead until I got near her and she started to scream. I thought for sure i'd have to put her down. I gave her the benefit of the doubt and started to nurse her back to health. she was separated for a few weeks, washed with iodine and blukoted. her lower back was featherless, skinless, and raw. Her neck was bare and torn up. slowly she started eating and drinking again. she has to stand more upright (like a runner duck) because it takes her a little bit longer to swallow with all the trauma she's had to her neck. She's still very underweight but she does eat. I try to sneak her treats. I converted a baby dress to cover her up. It didn't work well and it came off. She's spent most of her time hiding from the other chickens who try to pick at her. Today, her back was pecked raw so i had to make a tough decision. I brought her inside the house to evaluate her injuries. Her back was red and a little bloody but nothing too bad. her neck was healing and the scabs were starting to crust off. I cleaned her up, fed her a treat, then brought her back to the coop. I knew she wasn't getting better as fast as she could being integrated with her siblings so I made the decision to pet her with the babies. the babies are the few days old meaties that i have in the second half of my coop (separated from the other side with boards and chicken wire and a door). The babies were initially terrified of this purple and orange turkey-looking mutant that was now dwelling with them. They went screaming to the other side of their brooder. I gave them time to aquint knowing that this could be either good or bad. I went inside the house to get ready for work. before leaving for work, i went back and checked on the babies. Here was Mabel sitting underneath the brooder light relaxing, something she has not had for a while. the babies were happily chasing each other, eating, and drinking around her. You see, when Mabel was in isolation, she was miserable. Not only the pain she must have felt but to be away from her flock. To see them eating, drinking and carrying on while she had to be stuck in a dog kennel, then to be integrated back and to be chased and pestered. Now, the tables have turned. She's the older, bigger, stronger one. She has company. She has plenty of food and drink....i'd like to think she's loving it. Thanks for listening to Mabel's update.