This breaks my heart... i have to cull a chick :(

I have come to the sad realization that I have to put down a 7 week old chick

Her cross beak is getting progressively worse, and she isnt doing well at all. I have tried syringe feeding her and it isnt working well...she fights me like crazy I took her to the vet, and he agreed with me that this little one is just going to have serious issues. He thinks there may be something else going on as well inside her, not illness, but something congenital. She is starting to refuse food Even the watermelon and the oatmeal mash i made for her.

So, the time has come for me to step up and do the right thing, tho it brings me to tears atm. I will give her tonight to be with her family...and tomorrow I will do what needs to be done.

I have never had to do this before with one of my birds...I feel so terribly guilty atm but I know its the right thing to do, cos she doesnt really have much of a life. She has just been getting progressively skinnier than the others. She is only 3/4 size of the others that are same age. She is getting weaker all the time too...she hasnt really been running around as much as the others either. All my other birds have died on thier own, except for one we had the vet put down. I could have the vet do it, but I feel this is something I need to do. I need to know i can take a life if needed, all part and parcel i think of being a resposible flock keeper. Besides, I will have meat chickens one day... and will need to know how to end their life.

I will do the broomstick culling I think, but my heart is heavy atm I will kiss her on top of her little head and tell her that she will be in a better place, and then do what needs to be done.

Is it always this hard to think about the first time? Will Momma Esther wonder where her chick is? Should i let them see her so they know she is gone? I just am not sure what to do regarding that.

I just need a hug

 

She's gone.

I am a bit sad atm but I am proud of myself that I did what needed to be done and I dont think she suffered as I did it. She was sooooo skinny and watching her trying to eat this am was heartbreaking. I tried again to syringe her food but she refused. So, I figured it was her time to go before our fall weather kicks in and it gets cold and wet...I don't think she would have had the reserves.

I wasnt expecting her to flap that much...tho I knew she would.

Momma Esther was distressed when I took the chick...but after the deed was done I brought her and the others some corn on the cob to distract them. she doesnt seem too concerned that she is missing a chick...I kind of thought she might but its probably for the best.

Thank you all for the hugs and the assistance....it helped a lot

Poor little thing....I know i did the right thing, but its not always easy to do it.