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Crowing
I'm so sorry you lost your chicken.Well, friends ~ With a very sad heart I return to tell you that our efforts did not succeed. Zizania is dead.
She wasn't dead this morning, she survived the night as I thought she would. She seemed perkier, better. And in the morning her ear seemed a bit less swollen. She was less labored in her eyes and looking around. I took a picture to show you the slight improvement in the ear, maybe, and noted that it was indeed far worse on her left than right side.
I got vit E into her and a whole 250mg of amoxicillan - just as azygous suggested. Bread with a bit of oil to sop it all up. A lot of water with all of that and in the middle of eating some kibble (what I call pellets of her layer feed), she started crazy-flapping her wings, just insane, up and back curling into a ball. I settled her and she did it again. And then she closed her eyes and drifted. There was some very nasty release of fluids from the rear - smelly and watery and green. And when light grey colored yuckiness came from her mouth too I realized she hadn't just drifted off back to sleep. She was really dead. Right in my arms, and I barely knew it for sure.
Is that an avian heart attack? It was 7:18am. She had appeared pretty clear-eyed and bright; I thought perhaps she was going to make it.
And now I am so paranoid about the other two. It was at this point in the trajectory of the other that I noticed Zizania's malaise. And now I'm worried for the other two. They're quiet now. No eggs for ages. And the buff orpington is .... itching her right ear. And her tail is a little low, with a bump. And she sits in a dirt mound and clenches her -- what is it called on a chicken, cloaca?? vent? I guess I need to learn chicken anatomy. She is making groaning noises, not distress, just not super-typical. I've heard these noises from her before, but they are not happy chickens. I could pick her up and inspect the ear. But I won't know what to do when or if I find something off.
As someone said above, it is so awful to not know what to do. Oh the interlaced lives we weave, even between species.
Anyway, thanks to azygous and all the others who have said nice things and contributed thoughtful hints. I understand why when I was growing up and our dog died, my mom said 'no mas'. So sad. ttfn.
Sounds like a heart attack to me.
Hopefully you'll get some definitive results from the autopsy which will allow you to help your other chickens.
Sending you supportive thoughts.