Rowdy is back to normal - she was on her roost when we went to bed last nite and got there herself. Three weeks ago, I never would have thought she would have made it. Most of the time when a chicken shows signs of illness, it is to late to save them. And she was REALLY sick!
So, you can call me the chicken whisperer, the mother teresa of chickens of Dr F, DVM. Oh - and special thanks to my assistant, Lani, who was responsible for getting Rowdy to turn the corner!
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