We have a six-year-old silkie, one of the first ones i ever hatched. She was super loud as a kid, always complaining. So i named her after our neighbor's loud son. There was Morgan the kid, and then Morgan the Chicken. She's always been on the thin side, and has had several medical issues in her life. i brought her inside several weeks ago to be a companion to another silkie who broke her leg. She's been eating and drinking. Didn't realize until i picked her up the yesterday that she was super thin. Our vet found numerous tumors inside her abdomen upon x-ray. That, along with her severe emaciation, is most certainly cancer. So we're going to try to make her last days the best possible. She's on pain meds, and will get hard-boiled egg, lettuce, and meal worms every day. This is the part of pet ownership that is so hard. i've lost several chickens and beloved cats to cancer. It's so hard watching them waste away. But, at least i was lucky enough to have them all in my life. That's all. i just needed to share.