Hello! My name is Decibel. My mom thinks I will grow up into a pretty Silver laced Wyandotte Hen, but I am not revealing the full truth of that until I am older. Tomorrow is my one week birthday! Whew! What a week it has been. You see my siblings and I came from a hatchery. I hatch in a warm wet room full of a hundreds peeping chicks, and chirped very loudly until I was dry, and then taken out into the cool world around me. Then I was poked and prodded and handled by many different hands attached to big scary people. There was lots of unfamiliar sights and noises! I was very scared and being poked made me hurt. Then I was stuffed into a box with 26 strange chicks that I would soon call my siblings. The box wasn't so bad at first, it had warm comfy bedding, siblings to snuggle with, and was dark. That wasn't to last long. The box needed to travel from Ohio to Wisconsin. So the box jostled, jolted, rumbled and vibrated. Sometimes it was warm, sometimes very cold, there we many strange sounds. My frightened siblings and I very loudly chirped the whole time, but after two days we finally all arrived. ..... We first saw Mom at the post office. She was very excited to see us and opened our box right away! We all made it okay! We were glad for the fresh air and light even though we huddled away from Mom, we were so very scared, thirsty and hungry! I chirped the loudest. We had another short trip in the cramped box and we were home. We had a surprise for her when we got home! We had an extra sibling! This was our first house. It has a warm heated cave for us to snuggle in, soft bedding, and plenty of water and food. Mom made sure we knew where to eat drink and sleep. We attacked the water and the food, but soon settled down with full bellies and gave contented cheeps as we slept in our cave. It was good to be home. We spent the day going back and forth between our cave and the food. We needed deep rest after our adventure! I also was the first chick to be held by the little big person. You can see me in the bottom of the photo enjoying crumbles with my siblings. I am easy to pick out since I am the one that has the most white in my chipmunky pattern. ...... The next day Mom and I weren't feeling well. Mom came home early from work because of the flu. It was mid afternoon when Mom noticed I wasn't acting right. I was wobbly, cold, and seemed to be slightly smaller. I wasn't eating and my crop was empty. I was constantly screaming unless cuddled up with my siblings in the cave. Mom cuddled me on her lap with a heating pad while she soaked some crumbles with some yogurt, sugar, and water to make a thin gruel. The only way I would eat it was if she dipped my beak in it as I screamed. The few times I tried to peck at the food I just missed it. Eventually my crop was full and I perked up and tried to hide in mom's hair. Mom would repeat this every few hours or so, my last feeding was at 2 am. ...... On day 4 it was a Saturday, so mom didn't have to work. I woke her up screaming again at dawn when my siblings decide to leave the cave to eat. She was sad because one of the Brahma siblings pasted away overnight without warning. She made sure to feed me often, and by the end of the day I was pecking at thickened mush and eating little bits of it without having to be encouraged as long as it was near my face. Mom also decided that we need more space, so she made a much bigger home for us out of items she had lying around. Our cave was also expanded. My siblings and I were very stressed out about mom making all the noise, movement, and newness of the new home, but settled down quickly for bed when moved in. Mom was very hopeful about me, but she was exhausted and crabby from being sick, tired, and my constant screaming. Mom fell asleep at 11pm. ..... I woke up again at dawn screaming, but mom slept threw it, and the small big person didn't know how to help me. When mom woke up mid morning I was lying prone next to the feeder, and was being trampled by my feasting siblings. She was sad. She thought I was to far gone to survive. She set me on top of our heat cave so I could pass away warm and surrounded by my siblings. By the time she had made breakfast for the bigs I had perked up and and started to scream again! Mom was Amazed! So once again I was cuddled up to mom with a heat pad and a thin gruel. After a few mouthfuls I started to eat a few pecks on my own before taking a short nap. I spent most of the morning with Mom so she could feed me every time I woke up. By afternoon I was eating the thickened mush on my own as long as it was near my face. My siblings are very skittish of mom. She tried to win them over with small bits of fruit, greens, and yogurt. Mom was hopeful I would eat on my own, so I went back with my siblings. It was quite apparent that I was much smaller in size. If I didn't have someone to cuddle with in the cave I would follow them out, but would just scream. I didn't want to play chase the strawberry, kick the food out, king of the mountain, or any other chicks games. In my quest to cuddle I was ran over several times. I am closet to the camera and I am staring and yelling at my siblings enjoying their treats. Mom continued to fed me every couple hours, and by evening I was screaming less and eating heavily from my own spoon, but nothing else. Mom was worried that I would be weak again in the morning. Mom had to work tomorrow and knew she couldn't baby me. She was pretty sure I would die since I still wasn't eating regular food by myself. ...... This morning when mom woke up early I wasn't screaming. She was dreading looking in on me. Surprise! I was up and running around instead! My crop appeared empty, so she tried to fed me again before work, but I wasn't interested. Mom could see that I was perky and attempting to peck at the crumble and was drinking on my own. Woo Hoo! During the day while she was at work the other big person in the house made sure we were well fed, and flushed us out of the cave a few times to make sure I ate. Mom came home from work and gave us some finely chopped greens, and I was eating those also. She tried to give us banana pieces also, but we aren't sure of them. My crop was full. I was still not interested in games, but that is because I am too busy stuffing my face! Mom thinks I am trying to make up for the last couple of days. Mom's ears also were ringing and stuffy all day today, and she is blaming my constant noise for it. The other big person and the little big person are quite annoyed by it also. They are not sure how such a tiny chick can make so much sound. I Guess that is how I earned my name Decibel. I am the tiny gray chipmunky chick. You can see how much bigger my siblings are! Mom hopes I will catch up soon! But for now I am chirping under my cave with my siblings! Have a good night all!