I am sad to say that we are chickenless. Last week I came home and before I could even walk in the door, my husband said "You better come see this" and I knew it was going to be bad. Sad little Chicken Nugget was laying on her side unable to stand up. We really couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. So we made her a nest out of towels in a laundry basket and brought her inside so she would be warm. She wasn't eating or drinking and barely opening her eyes. Physically she was a mess. When I walked by talking she would perk up and try and get to her feet but couldn't. To make a long and gruesome story short she is gone.
I was surprised at how sad I was. I know she is just a chicken, and I eat chicken, but she added a lot of personality to the backyard and it is so quiet now! Every time I would walk in the backyard they would scurry over to the fence as fast as they can and be undeservingly eager to see me. Now, it is just quiet.
I was surprised at how sad I was. I know she is just a chicken, and I eat chicken, but she added a lot of personality to the backyard and it is so quiet now! Every time I would walk in the backyard they would scurry over to the fence as fast as they can and be undeservingly eager to see me. Now, it is just quiet.
Poor Barbecue poked around calling for her for a few days. Then one day we went outside and then we walked into the basement. She let out the loneliest cry ever and we decided living alone was not a good life for her. Nugget and Barbecue had never spent a night apart. I actually read that chickens won't survive alone because they are such social creatures. We ended up finding family of a friend who has six chickens out in Shingle Springs and taking Barbecue up there. I have gotten word that she has integrated with the other hens and is laying eggs again!
So, we have gone from a house full of chickens to an empty nest. Sad.
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