The kids and I went to the library before lunch, and that’s where I blogged about the chickens earlier. Anyway, when the kids and I came home, we checked on the baby chickens. There were two that I felt compelled to rescue at that moment. I found a small box and brought them in. One didn’t want to stand up and want to walk and it’s eye’s were all crusted shut with dirt. The next had a head wound from being pecked on by one of the mammas. I brought them inside the house, sure that at least one of them would be dead by dinner. I am happy to say that they are still both alive. I washed out eyes, and treated a pretty gnarly head wound. I felt this overwhelming need to save these birds. After such a traumatic loss maybe? Hopefully they’ll make it.
good job, good karma!
i thought about something last night, do you keep the chickens water inside their house?
if not you may want to add one or move it inside, so they have water at night, with the door closed and being still so hot and humid all night it may make a big difference.
keeping our fingers crossed for cooler temps and RAIN.