This post is kinda gross. Don't say I didn't warn you! This morning my son, Joshua, came to me and said "Mom, you need to come look at this chicken." Gosh, I hate it when they say things like that. It never means something good! Sure enough, that chicken has a problem. Now this is Rocky we're talking about here. So far, she's been our best layer. We have to keep this chicken healthy! Ends up she has an "impacted crop". A what you say? She's not digesting her food properly because the silly thing isn't drinking enough water. Doesn't she know it's hot outside??
We asked Dr. Google what to do about her and he said to gently turn her upside down and massage the crop. This would help some of the undigested food come back up. Well, since it's Joshua's job to take care of the chickens, he gets the responsibility of doing the good and the bad. (Thank goodness for kids!!) So he does what Dr. Google says and let me tell you, chickens throw up about as gracefully as toddlers! Which is to say, they don't. He had to change his clothes after it was all over. The good news is.....he'll probably have to do it again later this afternoon. Pray for him.
TTFN
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