Thursday, August 27, 2009

Calling Dr. Renae

As I drove home from work yesterday, Renae called to say we had a chicken emergency. One of the hens apparently was bleeding on her neck and the other birds were attacking her. Thankfully Renae had gone out to give them water and found it. We took that chicken out and put her in the neighbors hen house since they've already butchered their chickens this year. While I held the chicken Renae put some suave on it and then bandaged it.



Later last night we went back to check on it and the bandage had scrunched up and wasn't covering the wound so Renae rebandaged it while I held the chicken. She (the chicken, not Renae) was amazingly calm through the process almost as if she knew we were trying to help her.



This morning I was at Renae's about 6:20 to check the chicken again. She (again the chicken, not Renae) was pecking at the bandage, and definitely did not like it. Renae cut off the bandage and we think the chicken will be ok. It will be a pain to take food and water over there for the next week, but at least the neighbors have water running right into the hen house.



This is our poor baby with the bandage.


2 comments:

Nog Blog said...

Poor baby? She doesn't know what's coming in a week or two, does she??

rk2 said...

A co-worker said it's kind of an ironic picture since she doesn't know what's coming. I feel kind of bad she has to live out her final week in solitary confinement, but that co-worker said, "Just consider that she's in a private room."