When I got up, I expected to hear that she'd passed during the night, but instead, I woke to a chick just singing in the livingroom. DH was holding the dark blue mayo jar top with mashed egg and yogurt in it and she was eating and singing her heart out. She was so hungry! Reminded me of Scott's L'il Bit, who would eat and sing when we fed her away from the other hoodlums who ran over her all the time. Obviously, the contrast between the egg and the dark blue surface should have been obvious, but she's peck and hit the bottom and peck and miss and peck and miss, so we had to put a pile of egg in front of her face. There is very definitely a vision issue here, but at least, not being completely blind, maybe she can compensate. If she can do that and learn to drink, she may make it, but the other issue is that as the others get huge and we need to raise the feed and water, she won't be able to keep up. So, we'll take this one day at a time. If she was completely blind, we'd have already euthanized her, but we'll give it some time and see what happens.