Rain and feathers
We have finally gotten nice rain these last two day. Before that we were incredibly dry. (So dry in fact that we had a grass fire burn over 300 acres and threaten our yards two weeks ago- thank god for fire helicopters.) But where it burned it it coming up beautifully green, I am so amazed how quickly nature can replenish itself.
Our chicks, who were cute little downy hens a few days ago, are already growing feathers on their wings. They are eating three times as much and I feel like they are out growing their box already. The two with bad legs are still the same. They eat and drink. Crutches #1 (the not so bad leg) seems to be using his hurt leg more. I keep reading that I am supposed to bandage it or make a mock splint, but I'm afraid I'll hurt it more. As long as it seems to be getting better I'm just going to leave it alone. Crutches #2 (the really bad one) seems to be the same. (That is him below)
I think his leg bone was totally crushed at the joint so I doubt he is going to heal. So now comes the hard part. I'd love to let her live, but the other chickens will peck at her, making her life really miserable. It seems a waste to just clock her once and be done when we've got a perfectly good cat who would love to have some fun. Or is that even more cruel?
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