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I was right. She died. My hubby tried to help her, but I think she was too weak. What an awful day.

On the plus side, the little Polish is now great. She loses her balance sometimes when she tips her head back to drink. But she's adorable. I named her Myrtle. I haven't named the others because I'm afraid they'll die. I may need to get Myrtle a friend. Idk. She is kind of... special. I'm not sure she'll be able to be part of the big flock. We'll see.

And my Silkie mamas are very happy and doting on those 3 remaining babies. Hopefully, I don't find any more have died overnight.

None of this feels very good.
 
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i'm so sorry you've had such bad luck with them :( with chicks it seems like when it rains it pours... i don't think you should beat yourself up. most chickens nowadays got to where they are from shipping. whether it be the feed store, direct order from a hatchery, even breeders. you've clearly done all you could for them, if you did all that and they still didn't make it then chances are they had something wrong from the start. i sometimes find rejected baby songbirds in the spring. baby birds are just fragile things and even in ideal conditions stuff can go wrong, and it's no ones fault.

it's so odd what happened to the polish, i wonder if the other chick mistook her for food.
 
I was right. She died. My hubby tried to help her, but I think she was too weak. What an awful day.

On the plus side, the little Polish is now great. She loses her balance sometimes when she tips her head back to drink. But she's adorable. I named her Myrtle. I haven't named the others because I'm afraid they'll die. I may need to get Myrtle a friend. Idk. She is kind of... special. I'm not sure she'll be able to be part of the big flock. We'll see.

And my Silkie mamas are very happy and doting on those 3 remaining babies. Hopefully, I don't find any more have died overnight.

None of this feels very good.
I'm so sorry. You and your Husband tried the best you could. So don't blame yourself. The fact that you care just shows that you're a good... a fantastic... chicken keeper. :hugs

I've raised a lone chick before (Thor). She was used to being alone so she never really got lonely. During the week I still had to leave home for 6 hours, but she was fine. We just spent lots of time together when I was free (in the mornings when I was getting ready for school, in the afternoon when I came home, and in the evenings before bed). She didn't really cry, she only did when it was bed time because she wanted more cuddles.
 
I'm so sorry that you lost the EE. Try to take some solace in knowing that you did save the polish. I don't know, is it too late to slip her in with the others? Or maybe you could pick up another chick at a store near you.
I don't think she can be with another chick right now or I would just go pick up another. Her face is still pretty bloody, and she's just really... unsteady. She's also very small. Maybe in a week. By then, her face might be healed up enough and she'll be about the size of a few day old chick. But she is so cute and funny. She has a great little attitude. And the 3 remaining are doing splendidly. The 2 mamas are working together well.

I realized that 2 that died were EEs, so one was the Green Queen. No green eggs for me. That's just insult to injury.
 
Ok. I've named the surviving 4.

Myrtle (buff laced Polish - poor little thing looks haggard after the ordeal she's been through)
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Marigold (cuckoo Maran, I'm pretty sure)
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Lotus (fibro EE)
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Laurel (CCL)
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Cute names. They're all cuties! Poor little Myrtle, but she's looking better, you're looking after her well.
I'm taking comfort in that. She was lying on her side and panting when I took her out of the shipping box. But she still stumbles backward when she drinks, the awkward little goofball.
 
I'm taking comfort in that. She was lying on her side and panting when I took her out of the shipping box. But she still stumbles backward when she drinks, the awkward little goofball.
Peanut used to do that. He couldn't balance well and he usually fell on his back and screamed until I came to help him. Sometimes he used to almost drown himself and I got so scared
 

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