Okay, I replied. Keep an eye on her.
Next she sent me a photo with this text:
Followed by: Fun Fact Chickens snoreUm, chickens do not snore, now I was starting to get worried. Something was up with Isabelle. But of course, I was far away in another town taking photos like this:
When I got home, I checked on Isabelle who was being cuddled in a towel by my daughter. Our little bird looked limp and sleepy. Quite frankly, she didn’t look strong at all – perhaps her infection was returning.
Let’s put her in a box for the night, I said. My daughter fetched a cardboard box and we placed Isabelle in it – she immediately jumped out and started to walk around the house looking for food. Didn’t look like much was wrong with this bird, but I decided to keep her in the rabbit hutch (chicken ICU) for the night just in case she was coming down with something.
This morning, I checked on her and she is as right as rain. Nothing wrong with that bird that I can tell.
Clearly, we either have a chicken who might have a little brain dysfunction going on as a result of her recent infection (lost in our backyard?) or we have a genius chicken who has figured out how to spend a cold, windy day wrapped up in a warm towel being cuddled by teen girls while her flock mates suffer outside in the bitter weather.
Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com
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