Littleshadow
Songster
- Jul 5, 2017
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Here I’m going to post pictures and eventually updates on my favorite chickens (and one of my favorite pets!).
June 15th I was given quit a surprise when my cat brought me a tiny fuzzy bird. Now my first thought was, “maybe it’s a quail chick”, but it’s pattern wasn’t right and I soon noticed the feathered legs. Turns out one of my hens had probably went broody on a nest. No other chicks or eggs were ever found so Ivy (who she was named a few days after we got her) was a solo baby for a little bit.
When my cat brought the chick to me I didn’t think she’d make it, she was still wet very cold and I had a feeling my cat probably had already punctured her lung (like cats do) but still I fixed up the old brooder and stuck her in there. I knew she’d probably die but I wanted to give her a chance.
Several hours go by and later that night I went outside to check on the chick and she was up running around and almost completely dried off. I was amazed my cat didn’t do any damage and once that next day rolled by I was sure she’d be just fine.
Ivy is a people’s bird, don’t get me wrong she’s bonded to her flock but she craves attention and gets VERY jealous if she doesn’t get it. She’ll jump at the brooder door if we’re outside and haven’t gotten her out yet. This is probably because for the first week and a half of her life she only really had a couple people to bond too, and boy did she!
After a few days I knew her father was my LB leghorn rooster (image is my picture) and her mother by birth had to be my bantam Red Cochin.
These images were all taken on Jun 14-16.
June 15th I was given quit a surprise when my cat brought me a tiny fuzzy bird. Now my first thought was, “maybe it’s a quail chick”, but it’s pattern wasn’t right and I soon noticed the feathered legs. Turns out one of my hens had probably went broody on a nest. No other chicks or eggs were ever found so Ivy (who she was named a few days after we got her) was a solo baby for a little bit.
When my cat brought the chick to me I didn’t think she’d make it, she was still wet very cold and I had a feeling my cat probably had already punctured her lung (like cats do) but still I fixed up the old brooder and stuck her in there. I knew she’d probably die but I wanted to give her a chance.
Several hours go by and later that night I went outside to check on the chick and she was up running around and almost completely dried off. I was amazed my cat didn’t do any damage and once that next day rolled by I was sure she’d be just fine.
Ivy is a people’s bird, don’t get me wrong she’s bonded to her flock but she craves attention and gets VERY jealous if she doesn’t get it. She’ll jump at the brooder door if we’re outside and haven’t gotten her out yet. This is probably because for the first week and a half of her life she only really had a couple people to bond too, and boy did she!
After a few days I knew her father was my LB leghorn rooster (image is my picture) and her mother by birth had to be my bantam Red Cochin.
These images were all taken on Jun 14-16.
