Nelda's crop was bad, completely impacted, so we did crop surgery before breakfast (which I may not eat now, LOL. The smell, ick!). It was full of normal free range stuff, vegetation, small feathers, small grains she's eaten. No way it would have passed through. She may not make it, but it was clear that we had no other choice. It went pretty well, though, and she seems alert and is on her feet in the brooder in my office.
Maxie's crop is fine. She was clamouring to get out of the cage this morning and go on her digging rounds. She still has that hard mass, but at least she doesn't look like she's on death's doorstep.