Itsjustjen, I'm so sorry for your loss. It seems like the ones with the most personality are the ones to die. I feel like I have to be cautious in how much love I give them. Take care of the others as best you can. That's all you really can do.
Chickens are truely worse than cats in hiding that they feel bad. By the time they exhibit outward signs, they are often so ill that the job to save them is extra hard. DH swore for awhile that I was looking for sick birds to bring in the house. One Ameracuana girlie had an abscess on the side of her head. No sign of injury and nothing to "prove" it was an abscess. Middle Child and I were discussing what signs to watch for when DH yelled "she's NOT coming in the house!" I informed him she was on the "watch closely" list. Whatever the swelling was, Miss Buff has recovered and looks normal now.
When the little birds die, I think about the loss of potential. I've got a chick with a leg injury that I will have to put down. There's no fixing this and it is miserable. I'm miserable because this otherwise sweet little bird won't have a normal life. I think it appreciated being put with younger babies. The younger chicks don't stomp as hard and when it's sleep time, "Peggy" is the center of the puppy-pile.
Gah, today is becoming depressing. I pray that we humans and little birds have a better day. Take care!
(Reporting from North Charleston, SC, for a change.)
Chickens are truely worse than cats in hiding that they feel bad. By the time they exhibit outward signs, they are often so ill that the job to save them is extra hard. DH swore for awhile that I was looking for sick birds to bring in the house. One Ameracuana girlie had an abscess on the side of her head. No sign of injury and nothing to "prove" it was an abscess. Middle Child and I were discussing what signs to watch for when DH yelled "she's NOT coming in the house!" I informed him she was on the "watch closely" list. Whatever the swelling was, Miss Buff has recovered and looks normal now.
When the little birds die, I think about the loss of potential. I've got a chick with a leg injury that I will have to put down. There's no fixing this and it is miserable. I'm miserable because this otherwise sweet little bird won't have a normal life. I think it appreciated being put with younger babies. The younger chicks don't stomp as hard and when it's sleep time, "Peggy" is the center of the puppy-pile.
Gah, today is becoming depressing. I pray that we humans and little birds have a better day. Take care!
(Reporting from North Charleston, SC, for a change.)