When you die, if it is before me, you should make a special request to come back in your next life as one of my pets. Tonite when we were putting Rowdy to bed in the laundry room and giving her some food and medicine, Gracie said to me "let's just give her a little buffet"! We had a paper plate with a little pile of grapes, some egg and cheese flan and some shredded cheese! Yep, our sick chicken gets a buffet in an effort to entice her to eat. No luck on the food tonite but I am adding a new medicine to her water and hope it may make a difference.
She has been sick for 1 week now. The kids say she is a little better each day but I think that is a little wishful thinking. She is better then last week but still a pretty sick little chicken. Her only hope at this point is that she is a young chicken.
Oh! another funny thing that happened: last nite we were all in bed and we heard some strange type of dog bark coming from downstairs. We all jump up thinking something was wrong with Daisy. We hunt around the house and find Daisy in the corner of the laundry room afraid to pass Rowdy in her laundry basket. Apparently, she was nosing around Rowdy and Rowdy pecked at her and Daisy was afraid to run by her to get out! That fiestyness in Rowdy is a good sign.
Keep thinking positive chicken thoughts!
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