I lost one of my girls yesterday after dealing with some kind of illness for about 3 weeks. I suspect she had some kind of reproductive issue and I think it may have been egg yolk peritonitis. I am trying to get some closure around what might have caused her death and am hoping someone can help me figure that out by the looks of her weird poops. There seem to be some kind of yellow dots in it. This was taken a few days before she passed but her poops we’re looking a bit yolky.
I found her dead on the floor of the coop an hour after I opened it. Her sister was standing next to her and her mom was in the coop too. The sister was being very vocal which is what drew me to the coop in the first place. I started calling out to her upon entering the coop but knew right away she had passed. I’m telling myself keeping her alive any longer would’ve been selfish. I buried her in my yard in a paper bag with rose petals and some of her favorite snacks. I buried her next to my former strawberry planter that my girls converted into a dust bath because it was one of her favorite places to hang out. Burying her gave me a sense of closure I didn’t know I needed and I’m happy I decided to do that instead of tossing her in the landfill or feeding her to prey. It’s hard not to get attached to your chickens when you’re spending time with them every day and are able to tell them apart not just on looks but also on personality. My precious girl was very shy but she was also brave and alerted the flock of any dangers. She loved dust baths, sunbathing, and meal worms. I’ll miss her always
I found her dead on the floor of the coop an hour after I opened it. Her sister was standing next to her and her mom was in the coop too. The sister was being very vocal which is what drew me to the coop in the first place. I started calling out to her upon entering the coop but knew right away she had passed. I’m telling myself keeping her alive any longer would’ve been selfish. I buried her in my yard in a paper bag with rose petals and some of her favorite snacks. I buried her next to my former strawberry planter that my girls converted into a dust bath because it was one of her favorite places to hang out. Burying her gave me a sense of closure I didn’t know I needed and I’m happy I decided to do that instead of tossing her in the landfill or feeding her to prey. It’s hard not to get attached to your chickens when you’re spending time with them every day and are able to tell them apart not just on looks but also on personality. My precious girl was very shy but she was also brave and alerted the flock of any dangers. She loved dust baths, sunbathing, and meal worms. I’ll miss her always
It's always tough, I do know that!