Yikes. Yeah, you could blast them out and debride it and see what you see in there, but I'm thinking it would be best to help her out of this misery. That's just me--do what you feel is right for her and for you...
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My opinion? If I am ever in this condition, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE put me out of my misery! That poor bird has got to be in AGONY!
You forgot the other death: They can can die quickly from illness by being put out of their misery. Here's how I look at it: I am very fond of all my chickens, but they're just chickens. If something is wrong, I'm not going to prolong it by taking them for surgeries or multiple vet visits. When Big Girl had that maggot-filled wound, I told the vet that all I wanted was to try the antibiotics. An office visit was taking it too far. I said, "If she dies, she dies. Antibiotics are easy, though, so I may as well try those in case she's septic." A few weeks ago, that same EE, Big Girl, became so horribly bound with what I've since found out is called "lash"--or actually it seemed like a combination bound egg and lash because it was colored khaki like her eggs--that we made the decision to cull her. My husband and I had a conversation about it and we decided that even if we could help her get it all out, we didn't know if the same thing would happen again. And if she couldn't get it out, she would suffer. My husband said, "You know, she has been a great pet, but she is just a chicken. She has a problem, so she needs to be culled." And helped from her obvious distress. So we did it and I took her far out into the woods to carry on the cycle of life by feeding her to the wildlife. That's how I showed her I cared...She didn't survive the night.
Thank you all for your help in this educational process.
In introspect... all chickens die. They can die healthy for the dinner table... or they can die a long suffering death from illness and ailments... and feed the ground.
They taste better on the table.
Death is death, and there is no escaping it... unless you just dodged that "chicken hawk"... but in the end... death still comes.
JJJ
Here's how I look at it: I am very fond of all my chickens, but they're just chickens. If something is wrong, I'm not going to prolong it by taking them for surgeries or multiple vet visits. When Big Girl had that maggot-filled wound, I told the vet that all I wanted was to try the antibiotics. An office visit was taking it too far. I said, "If she dies, she dies. Antibiotics are easy, though, so I may as well try those in case she's septic." A few weeks ago, that same EE, Big Girl, became so horribly bound with what I've since found out is called "lash"--or actually it seemed like a combination bound egg and lash because it was colored khaki like her eggs--that we made the decision to cull her. My husband and I had a conversation about it and we decided that even if we could help her get it all out, we didn't know if the same thing would happen again. And if she couldn't get it out, she would suffer. My husband said, "You know, she has been a great pet, but she is just a chicken. She has a problem, so she needs to be culled." And helped from her obvious distress. So we did it and I took her far out into the woods to carry on the cycle of life by feeding her to the wildlife. That's how I showed her I cared...