This weekend, dear little Screamy died. I guess she there was good reason for all of her shrill proclamations. What we thought to be “Where’s my mom? Where’s my mom?” was actually “Oh god, I’m dying!”
I could tell when we first gathered them up, that her health was tenuous at best but I had hope that the situation was due to dehydration. Alas, even well fed and watered, poor little Screamy went down hill.
I guess there was a reason the other 3 chicks were steering clear of her. Once again, I misread the situation, thinking that they too were tired of the shrieking but apparently, they just don’t like the stink of lurking death. Clearly, I am no chicken interpreter.
The two brownish chicks are doing fantastically
The other yellowish chick is also looking rough. I’m praying she doesn’t succumb to the same mystery malady as Screamy. I’m running out of burial shoe boxes.
aw. poor little chickies.
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Oh no poor little chicky
Aww poor screamy!!
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Poor Screamy… RIP
I hope the other little guys do not fall ill as Screamy did!
Poor Screamy! I hope that the other one feels better soon.
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That’s so sad, but you made me laugh. I guess you aren’t the chicken whisperer. Good luck with the other 3!
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Good luck with the last 3…. do you think that with no rooster your hens became… wierd. LOL *snort*
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Alas, poor Screamy. We knew him, Horatio. A chick of infinite screech.