If you have an inspiring rescue or survival (or both) story, please post here.
Here's mine:
Charlotte's Story
As a tiny chick, a standard in a bantam box, Charlotte looked about to die. Her bin was right by the drafty feed store door, and she was freezing. Her butt was covered in hardened poop, and though she was weeks old and a standard size, she was tossed into the bantam box because she was so small. SeaChick picked her up and brought her home, "so at least she will have a nice place to die". But Charlotte didn't die. She fought. Soon she grew to the size of the others, then bigger! Now she is perfectly fine, but a little stupid. Later we figured out she had RSS (Runting Stunting Syndrome).
Here's mine:
Charlotte's Story
As a tiny chick, a standard in a bantam box, Charlotte looked about to die. Her bin was right by the drafty feed store door, and she was freezing. Her butt was covered in hardened poop, and though she was weeks old and a standard size, she was tossed into the bantam box because she was so small. SeaChick picked her up and brought her home, "so at least she will have a nice place to die". But Charlotte didn't die. She fought. Soon she grew to the size of the others, then bigger! Now she is perfectly fine, but a little stupid. Later we figured out she had RSS (Runting Stunting Syndrome).