So sorry about Baby Beluga, Blooie. I'm still hurting from the death of my little chick last week, so I commiserate with you.
Today, I discovered it's necessary to have a Plan B when you're using the MHP system in case of extended power failure. We're getting some of that weather you've been getting, Blooie, and this afternoon the power went out suddenly and stayed off for a good long time. It didn't help that I've been without running water for the last few days due to my pressure pump rupturing and flooding my crawl space a couple days ago, and won't have water until week's end. My exhaustion level was already running high.
I ran out and gathered up the three chicks outside in the grow-out pen and brought them inside and then put all five chicks into a foam cooler. Then I started up the propane stove and got some rain water brought in from the rain barrels and started it heating. When it was warm enough to still stick my hand in and not get burned, I poured it into several quart plastic bottles and placed them in the foam cooler with the five chicks.
They had their food and water and were very well behaved until the power came on several hours later. All but Sunny the sick chick stayed comfortable. Sunny was both cold and stressed over being crammed in with the others. I think she was just overwhelmed by their high level of activity.
Even though the power was restored, I got to thinking about the heavy rain expected tonight, and that our power co-op is not always reliable to keep the power on in storms, so I decided it might be a good idea to relocate the outdoor chicks in the garage for the night just in case. That way I won't have to trek outside in the rain and cold and the DARK to deal with rescuing the chicks if the power goes out again.
The chicks were going nuts out in the run while I was setting up their cave in a crate in the garage, not only because they were feeling stranded and cold, but it was the first time they had ever heard heavy rain hammering the roof of the run. They came right to me when I called, "Babies!" And they immediately quieted down when I popped them into a small cooler for the wet trip back to the garage. They scooted right under the already warming heating pad and started their bedtime trilling.
And I'm also in bed, warm and smug that I have it covered in case the darned, stupid power goes out again!