I truly hope that yours are not with mine for their sake. I just spoke with the post office in Coleman and was informed that they probably were still in Houston, that they would have been sitting there since 9 p.m. last night for forwarding shipping this evening...and guess what...they will go from Houston, through Coleman, to Abilene where they will be sorted again and driven back to Coleman for delivery. The post office treats everything like it was a lump of paper and not something that is in a box clearly marked live animals and making peeping sounds of fear and discomfort.
she was like a dog, followed me around, clucked with delight when I came out to the coop, and if I sat down would run and jump into my lap to be held. She was a blue silkie hen a little over 1 year old named Scarlett, my best chicken in over 8 years of raising chickens, I balled and am balling my eyes out just thinking of her. I found her under the coop(the coop is on little legs) all sprawled out with no obvious signs like blood, feather loss, foam at the mouth, or any sign of injury; which makes this harder not knowing what happened to her, if she was in pain, or if I was at fault
