Carol's Chickens

I went out at first light this morning and opened the little coop for the new girls. They didn’t want to come out. Dave’s set up had no run so I knew that they weren’t used to being outside and it would take a bit of adapting to. I lifted them outside several times but they just ran back in again. I decided to shut the coop in the hope that they would explore the outside a bit.

I had to close the little coop to stop the new girls going straight back in

A few hours later I needed to leave to deliver my lunches. The new girls were huddled close to the closed little coop and I worried that being unused to being outside they may be cold. I opened the coop again and they ran inside.

When I got back at lunch time I lifted the new girls out again and once more closed the little coop. I was getting very concerned by now that I hadn’t seen them eat anything or drink from the water dish. I tried scattering sunflower hearts and corn. I gave them mash as well as pellets and a few spinach leaves.

I used the trick that I have read people use, when rearing babies, without a mother hen to show them how to eat and drink. I picked up each one in turn and put her beak in the water and also in the mash. Nothing at all! No reaction to the water.

Later in the afternoon I put Pebbles in with the new girls. She went straight to their mash and also hoovered up all the seeds and corn.

Pebbles made a bee line for the new girl’s dish

The blob on the left of the dish is mash not poop. I had put a blob on the tile in case the new girls didn’t recognise the dishes but it didn’t entice them at all. The other girls are looking in but it’s more to see what delights are on this side than anything to do with the new girls!

Pebbles shows how it’s done but it is lost on the new girls

Pebbles gave the new girls a token peck, the kind that is aimed in their direction, but doesn’t actually connect. She also ran at them a couple of times but it was half hearted. It was to show that she was above them but with no real aggression. I was happy with how Pebbles was behaving with them but I was growing more and more anxious that they were not attempting to eat or drink. There was no poop either so I knew that they were not eating.

They were pecking at the ground, at the pine shavings and at the coop. I was getting really worried that this meant that they were hungry but didn’t know what the food or water was. At this point I e-mailed Sophie for advice as her first three seramas were of a similar age. I intended to call Dave in the evening to ask what he feeds and waters them with. I was getting really concerned at this stage.

Sophie said that the advice she had had, was to give chick crumbs until they start laying. She e-mailed me back a few minutes later saying her girls had been used to water bottles and she had bought them the sort of water bottles that rabbits use.

By now my instinct was, that failing getting them to eat, the more urgent thing, was getting them to drink. I decided to use the syringe to their beak like I had recently done with Caramel. I picked up Freckles first then Rusty and offered the syringe.

I couldn’t open Freckles beak as easily as Caramels but once I started to drizzle water on to her beak she suddenly started to take it. She started to respond to the syringe and I suddenly realised that Sophie must be right and this was what they were used to. I repeated the same thing with Rusty and got the same response. I did this with each of them twice.

They went back into their coop and I then broke pellets into tiny bits and put them in amongst the shavings and added some crushed sunflower seeds. They started pecking at the coop floor. There was lots of pecking and chirping and I realised that they were probably used to their food on the floor. They were probably really hungry.

I dashed out to the pet store and bought some chick crumb and a, small, rabbit water bottle. I dropped the chick crumb into the shavings and we rigged up the bottle just outside of the coop.

Oh my goodness they pecked at the crumbs then they spotted the water bottle. First Freckles took a drink from it and then Rusty came out and joined her. They drank for ages. I felt so relieved but also so stupid.

I had no idea. Every farmer I have got girls from has had similar drinkers to me. Either the galvanised type that I have or troughs. I hadn’t come across the use of bottles before. When we thought about it we realised that in Dave’s set up water would get knocked over, walked into to, or would have muck scratched into them so bottles was a sensible choice.

Thank you so much to Sophie who once again has been a huge to help to me and I didn’t need to call Dave as the problem had been solved. I was horrified to think that the new girls had been hungry and, even worse, thirsty all day. But I was so relieved to have solved the problem before it became too late.

The farmer I got Emerald and Toffee from said that chickens will always find the water. I said this to Sophie and she said that he didn’t know seramas! The habit must be so ingrained in them that even when I put their beak in the water dish they didn’t respond. Oh my, what a learning curve for our first day! I think I have loads of chicken experience and then there is a new lesson to be learned.

Thank goodness I have connected with Sophie who has been of so much help on my serama journey.

The new girls find the water

This is obviously what they have been used to

The thrill of seeing them drink was amazing. I think tomorrow will be a totally different day. I think the fact that they didn’t want to leave the little coop may have been largely down to hunger and thirst.

I feel sure that tomorrow they will be much more adventurous and maybe we can even move on the integration process as there has been no aggression today. I get the feeling that this would be better done quickly. I feel much happier tonight than I have felt all day.

My instincts were right about them not feeding and drinking and thank goodness I managed to solve the problem before it had gone too far. I am still learning but thankfully I am tuned in enough to have spotted the problem early and a little help from a chicken friend sent me in the right direction.

We collected our new girls from Dave this morning. He was an hours drive from us and now that we have found him we could go to him again in the future when we need new girls.

He had loads of girls to choose from, all variations of buff and white with different markings.  He had all the feather types including what he called srizzles which he said were a cross between silkies and frizzles. He had some beautiful black cockerels but no black hens. Seramas don’t breed to colour so you never what you are going to get. He had plenty enough choice for me though.

I wanted another buff one and chose one that was darker in colour than Caramel. Dave was surprised how quickly I chose and told us some people take ages. I then had to choose from the white ones and the first ones I pointed out were too young to take. I soon settled on one that Dave considered was the right age to take.

Dave says that these girls are four months old but the buff one looks much younger. He said that it was because she is silkie feathered and they mature a lot slower than the straight feathered, which the white one is.

As usual I chose  descriptive names and we thrashed out the name choice on the journey home. We settled on Rusty and Freckles.

Rusty and Freckles in the cat box

I put some water in with them on arrival back home. I usually start them off in the dog crate but as it was only lunch time by the time we had arrived back home I decided on a different strategy. I decided to put them in the little coop and shut them in for fifteen minutes while I got the run separated and then open the little coop. I thought that this way they would know that this was where to go at bedtime, but they could have their portion of the run to explore for the afternoon.

I put them in the little coop

Rusty and Freckles

Are you looking at us!

They didn’t want to come out of the little coop. I lifted them out and showed them the feeding station.

They investigate the feeding station

Pebbles is taking a look at them.

This was as far as they ventured

They went straight back into the little coop where they obviously felt safe.

Peaches and Speckles take a look

I lifted them out a couple of times but they kept returning to the little coop. When the other girls went to bed the new girls were snuggled together in the little coop and I closed them in for the night.

Bedtime

I hope that will they will be a bit more adventurous tomorrow. They have a whole new world to explore and just need time to get a bit of confidence. I am sure they will soon get the hang of it.

I am thrilled to bits with the new additions and feel sure that they will soon settle into their new home. Tomorrow we will start them on the journey of getting used to a bigger world and eventually the rest of the flock. I feel certain that they will fit in really well very soon.

I worm the flock twice a year and it is now time to do this again. I find the easiest way is to divide some fish into little dishes with the flubenvet powder mixed in and make sure each girl gets a share. It needs to be given for seven consecutive days.

I wondered how to give Pebbles a chance to get her fair share and came up with a simple solution which worked like a dream. I put four little dishes on the patio and kept one smaller dish for Pebbles. I lifted her on to the top of one of the nest boxes, put her dish in front of her and stood guard to make sure none of the other girls got in her way.

She tucked in straight away and I have now discovered that she likes fish. I wanted to take some photos but I couldn’t get the camera to work. After a few minutes I took the card out and put it back in again and it worked once more, phew, thank goodness for that. This meant I missed catching the whole flock tucking in as by this time Speckles and Toffee had wandered off but they did all get a share before this photo.

The girls have fish laced with flubenvet

Pebbles has her own dish

Throughout the day Sophie and her serama breeder, Rebecca, have been trying to find me some seramas within a distance that we can manage. It’s been an up and down day of disappointment followed by success and excitement.

A big thank you to both of them for being so determined on my behalf and such a help to me. We now have a breeder less than an hour away who has seramas and we are going at half eleven tomorrow to choose two. I am so excited!!

I will separate the run as before and the integration process will begin again. There will be lots more posts to come with new girls once more. I can’t wait!

We have been ridiculously busy and I haven’t had time to blog. We did an afternoon tea on our vintage crockery for a hundred and fifty on Thursday for a school speech day. It took up the entire day and we didn’t get home until gone half past six. Yesterday after deliveries and shopping the afternoon was spent washing up the crockery and matching up the trios and packing it away again. It was a mammoth task and very time consuming.

I feel as if every post recently has been concentrated on Caramel and didn’t want it to appear that I have now stopped bloging, but there has just been no time.

Since we lost Caramel, Pebbles has found her way to her bedtime perch each night and has been holding her own within the flock.

She is really bright and has soon cottoned on to me giving her sunflower hearts or corn on the patio while I throw it out into the run for the other girls. They chase her away so I drop a bit on the patio and she comes to my feet to wait for her share.

She has also sussed out that she can have the morning spinach on the patio to herself once the other girls have moved away.

She sits near the other girls but not with them. This is typical.

The whole flock perched up

The old girls are all on this side of the run

And Pebbles is on this side

Pebbles is at the end of the run near the other girls but on the other side of the run from them. It’s good to see her almost with them but also hard to see her apart from them too.

Sophie made a comment, gave me her email and is giving me contact with breeders of seramas, she has five seramas herself. I really want to get two more to add to the flock to keep Pebbles company. The breeders she got her girls from are at quite a distance from me but I am working on how to get round this.

Watch this space. I am determined to try to get some more seramas to add to the flock and make a better balance within the flock. They could then perch together at bedtime, keeping each other warm in winter, and keep each other company within the flock. I will keep trying and will update as I go along. Thank you Sophie for all your help with this.

Pebbles is a little character and is doing okay but I would dearly love to give her some little companions.

I will also update about the moult soon. Speckles looks quite different after her moult and Toffee seems to be having a second moult and is dropping her long feathers. It is also time to worm the girls again so I will be starting on that today.

Lots to catch up on and I will be back soon.

It was with a heavy heart that I closed the nest boxes last night. I felt so sorry for Pebbles being left without Caramel but I knew that she would now have to learn where to go at bedtime.

At half past six I went to check on her thinking that I would need to guide her into the chicken shed. To my surprise she had already put herself to bed on her own little perch. I felt really proud of her.

Pebbles put herself to bed with no help from me

I checked back half an hour later and all the girls were in with no hassle.

Six girls at bedtime

It tugs at my heart to see Pebbles on her perch on her own. I am going to do some research and see if I can find another little girl to keep her company. I don’t hold out much hope though.

Thank you to all my supporters who have left comments. It helps to know that I am not alone. I will do my best to give Pebbles a happy life.

I can’t believe I am writing this after yesterday’s post. I am heartbroken to have to say that Caramel has gone.

This morning as usual I poop picked the chicken shed at first light with Caramel beside me. I then bought her in and gave her  her meds and some water and put her in the cat box with her dish of treats and a dish of water.

I was a bit worried that she wasn’t eating but was sleeping, mostly with her head under her wing. It wasn’t until about two hours later that she started eating. I could hear her so went to check on her and was horrified to see that while she was eating from the dish she had both eyes firmly shut. The left eye which had been her good eye was now more swollen than the right and was weeping.

This was just the worst thing to see as it meant she hadn’t been pecked after all but had a serious problem. It was pitiful to see her lunging at the dish and randomly picking up bits of food. She was such a little fighter that even with both eyes shut she still wanted to eat.

She then pooped the dreaded green poop. I knew that things were really bad for her and she was struggling with her breathing.

Caramel’s other eye is now closed

Poor Caramel, this is heartbreaking to see

I rang the vet and they were fully booked but said they could get me in at their sister practice which was twenty minutes drive away.

The vet weighed her and said she was almost the same weight as the first time she was weighed which was surprising. Those two feeds a day had kept her weight level up. She then listened to her chest and said her breathing was very crackly and bubbly. By now her left eye was oozing mucus and she said her beak was sticky with mucus. I had thought her sticky beak was due to the spillage of her sticky meds.

The vet said it was bacterial and that there are contagious strains and non contagious strains. This was really worrying as she had been in with the flock but I said that there were no signs with the rest of the flock including Pebbles who sits with her every afternoon and perches with her at night. The vet was encouraged that this meant it’s not contagious but said at any sign of symptoms with the other girls to separate them and take them to the vet immediately.

The vet said that she hasn’t responded to the antibiotic and the only other treatment they could give her would be a different antibiotic, which they would have to order in, and give by injection. It would have to be given into her muscle and would cause painful muscle spasms and she said that being so tiny she didn’t hold out much hope that this could bring  her back at this stage but the decision was mine.

It should have been a no brainer and I have always made the decision quickly in the past to end suffering but I kept thinking that she had still eaten that morning and not given up and I so wanted to go on fighting. I cried and took quite a few minutes before I made the decision, which I made, because I knew I couldn’t let her suffer.

I held her while she was put to sleep and stroked her and talked to her and cried and cried over her. This is so hard to write because I can’t stop crying.

I can’t believe that we have only had this little girl for three weeks today and it has only been a week that I have been treating her. I have grown so attached to her because in that time I have handled her more than any other bird before and cared for her so closely. Oddly enough this has hit me more than any of the girls I have lost. She really got into my heart and I feel so upset at losing her and at Pebbles being left without her too.

I want to end with a tribute to a little girl that stayed with us for the shortest time but that got herself firmly wrapped around my heart.

Caramel, such a beautiful girl

Caramel and Pebbles

Pebbles and Caramel

Caramel and Pebbles share some yogurt

She was such a big character for such a little girl and although not with us long she was greatly loved and will be greatly missed.

This little girl has given me several scares since I have been caring for her, but goodness me, she has wrapped herself around my heart.

The first heart stopping moments were going out into the run first thing in the morning and seeing all the girls except Caramel. I have now got used to her not coming out of the chicken shed in the morning and have stopped panicking when I don’t see her.

In fact I think she knows the routine and actually waits in the shed in the morning for me to come and get her.

The second scare came a few days into her treatment. I had her in the cat box after her meds to have a feed without competition. I looked at her and saw what I thought was the same problem she has in her right eye, also in her left eye. It was cloudy and I panicked. If the problem was in both eyes then it could mean it wasn’t a peck or injury but something viral which would be much more serious plus her chance of survival with a problem in both eyes would be vastly reduced.

I called my husband and we looked at her together and her left eye was normal and looking at me as if wondering what was going on. It was just her third eyelid closed for a few seconds. Chickens have a third eyelid that helps moisten, clean and protect from dust especially when dust bathing. Many a photograph of a chicken can be spoiled by this spooky looking third eye lid being closed. Whew! what a relief! Her left eye is fine.

The third scare came today. From past experience with chickens I know a lot about telling their condition from their poop. Both Treacle and Sparkle had bright green poops just before I had to have them put to sleep. This means their internal organs are not working properly and usually occurs, as in both my girls, when they have given up and stopped eating. Caramel’s poop has been a good, normal, colour which indicates the eye problem is external not internal.

This afternoon I checked on the two little girls sitting on top of the nest box together and got a fright when I saw a few little blobs of green poop. My heart sank and at that moment, right on cue, Caramel did a normal looking poop. I then remembered that a bit earlier on I had seen Pebbles tucking into the spinach. What they eat also colours their poop. Whew! another scare and relief again. Caramel is really keeping me on my toes!

When I bought Caramel in at half past three for her second meds and a feed I was able to monitor her poops in the cat box and, thank goodness, they were normal.

Bedtime is causing a bit of confusion. Because I put the little girls in the little coop/nest box for the last few nights for safety, until the other girls had settled, Pebbles now thinks that’s where she should go and settled in there at dusk. I know it’s me that has made her confused but I did it to protect Caramel at bedtime.

Tonight I waited until dusk and then put both little girls on the bedtime perch. Tomorrow I will close the nest boxes at bedtime. I am sure that they will soon get the hang of it.

The two little girls on the bedtime perch

As long as Caramel is getting better, albeit very very slowly, the bedtime routine is the least of my worries. It will sort itself out eventually.

As usual when I went out at first light Caramel was still in the chicken shed. I left her in with me while I poop picked and then bought her in for her meds. I left her in the cat box with her dish of treats and water and she had a good feed.

There are a few positives here. Caramel is really easy to handle and already seems very used to me picking her and giving her the meds and for such a little girl she has quite a big beak. I have become very used to administering meds and water to her beak. She has a tiny head with a big beak in comparison.

I have also become very attached to her while caring for her so closely. I am really pleased she is eating but I wish her eye would show more improvement. It is still closed a lot of the time.

Later I put her back out in the run. It was better weather today and I want to keep her with the flock, especially Pebbles, as much as possible.

I am going to continue giving her a second dose of meds at half past three. This seems to be helping with her pain at the end of the day and also allows her to have two feeds a day instead of one.

Back in the run Caramel and Pebbles spent their time sitting together on the top of the nest box (little coop).

We decided it would be a good idea to give them a perch on the patio area and also to improve on the bedtime perch. The bedtime perch didn’t allow much space between them and the shed wall plus being attached to a wooden block it would give somewhere for mites to hide which is an added problem we don’t need right now.

We went to our local D.I.Y. store and bought some brackets.

The newly modified bedtime perch

I show Pebbles the new bedtime perch

The little girls doze on top of the nest box

Pebbles looks so cute with her head under her wing.

Another new perch on the patio area

I show Pebbles this new perch too

At bedtime Caramel wanted to go in early but Pebbles didn’t and then later seemed confused once more about where to go. Caramel had gone to their usual corner.

Once again I helped them as again the perch has changed. Once we get a proper routine established I think they will get used to it but at the moment while we are fine tuning the perches I think it’s best to help them along so I put them on the new perch.

I put the little girls on the new bedtime perch

I checked back ten minutes later and they were settled.

The little girls are settled on the new perch

I think this routine with Caramel may have to continue for a long time as she is improving very very slowly. She is eating, drinking and pooping and her poops are normal. At this stage in the game I know all about chicken poop and what is healthy and what isn’t from past experience, so this is all good. This afternoon on the top of the nest box she was preening a little so that too is a good sign.

I know from when Amber had a swollen face that these things can take a very long time to get back to normal. I would like to see her eye open more of the time but on the whole she is making progress so I am happy with that and prepared for the long haul back to recovery.

I went out at seven o’clock this morning and once again my heart missed a beat when I saw all the girls except Caramel. I found her in the shed looking around as if she was unsure how to get out. Instant relief!

I put her down by the food and water and was pleased to see her have a drink straight away. That’s a good sign. I poop picked the chicken shed then bought her indoors and gave her the antibiotic, pain killer and some sugar water. This is the last sugar water I will give her as I wanted to give her a bath and stick to plain water from then on so that she doesn’t get sticky feathers again. Her eye was open some of the time and I gave her the eye drops.

I put her in the cat box with the usual mix of food in her dish and was pleased to see that she started eating straight away this time.

Later in the morning when I felt she had eaten all that she was going to, I returned her to the run where she sat with Pebbles.

In the afternoon I bought her back in for a bath. I am aware that she must not get cold especially as the weather has changed from very hot to cool. I bathed her in warm water and then dried her as much as possible with the towel.

I give Caramel a bath

A little girl in a bath

I dry caramel in the towel

I sat on a chair with her on a towel on my lap and dried her as much as possible with a hair drier on a gentle setting.

She appeared not to mind her bath but didn’t seem to like the hair drier so I wrapped her in the towel on my lap and read a book while she dozed. Every now and then I moved her to a dry part of the towel and kept her wrapped up, on my lap, until she was completely dry. She dozed the whole time.

Once she was dry I gave her a little more of the painkiller and some plain water, this was at half past three in the afternoon. I then set her down on the towel with her dish of treats in front of her and was really pleased to see her have a good feed.

Caramel has a good feed

I put her back in the cat box as I wanted to keep her in until the end of the day so that she doesn’t get cold. I was pleased to see her eat again and drink some water.

looking better after her bath

Caramel has a drink with her eye open

I love this photo because she is having a drink of water, she has her eye open and she has just pooped. These are all good signs. I am feeling so much happier with today’s progress.

Next, my husband decided it was time to try to resolve the problem of the little girl’s bedtime perch. He removed the existing low perch and installed it in the corner where the little girls always sleep. He used a piece of wood to bring the perch out from the wall and put the perch on top of the wood.

A new perch for the little girls

Pebbles tries the new perch

The little girls on their new bedtime perch

I helped them along as it was their first night. I put the little girls in the little coop together the same as the night before and once all the other girls were settled I moved them to this position. I checked back ten minutes later to see if they were still on the perch and not only were they still there but Caramel had snuggled into Pebbles like she always does.

We will see if they go there tomorrow by themselves. As always it may take a little time but for now I happy with the way things are progressing. All in all it has been a good day.

We had a wild storm last night. From three o’clock until about half past five there was constant thunder and lightening and lashing rain. The thunder rolled around our valley sometimes almost overhead and sometimes miles away.

We couldn’t sleep and I fretted about the chickens, especially the little girls and Caramel in particular.  I went out to check on them and got drenched despite my raincoat. My husband thought I was crazy but he knows what I am like.

The little girls had moved away from their corner further into the middle of the chicken shed but the girls were all quiet and the shed was, thank goodness, completely dry.

After a wakeful night I went out at seven o’clock just as the automatic door had opened. There was no sign of Caramel and my heart was in my mouth.

I opened the chicken shed and she was sitting in the same position as the night before. I put her on the patio by the food and water and she just sat there motionless. She really didn’t need a dramatic night like we had just had and I was worried that the stress had been too much for her.

I put her in the cat box and carried her indoors shielding the cat box from the rain with an umbrella. I gave her the antibiotic, the pain killer and some sugar water and then put her dish of pellets, chopped grapes, sunflower hearts and corn and a dish of water in with her. I hoped that, like the day before, once the pain killer kicked in she would eat. She promptly fell asleep and I was really worried.

About forty minutes later she perked up and ate a good amount of the food and had some water and pooped. I was elated.

When I left to do my deliveries I decided to return her to the run. I didn’t want to leave her sat with poop and thought she would be better off with Pebbles. I left them sitting together.

When my husband got back from his deliveries and checked on her she was sitting in a part of the run that was dripping from the rain. He put her in the little coop and closed her in until my return.

This meant she could doze in the dry and keep warm and not be bothered by the other girls.

When I got back in I bought her back inside in the cat box, gave her some more sugar water and left her with her dish of treats. I was pleased to see her eat again and then once more returned her to the run as it had stopped raining.

As the day goes on she goes down hill. By late afternoon, just before bedtime I took her into the chicken shed with the dish of treats and once again she was so disorientated that she couldn’t peck at anything. She was walking in circles, walking over my hands and attempting to aim at the dish and missing. It was heartbreaking. We came to the conclusion that by the end of the day she is in too much pain to function.

As she is so tiny I don’t want to risk over dosing her on her meds but My husband and I both agreed that nor do we want to have her in pain. We agreed that I should give her a little bit more of the pain killer.

Oh goodness, what happened next was that I livened her up right on bedtime. She did go and have some pellets which is good but at bedtime she didn’t really want to go in and was cheeping away and attracting the attention of the other girls. For safety I put her and Pebbles in the little coop until the other girls were all settled and then moved them both back to their corner in the chicken shed when it was dark.

Caramel at bedtime

This was the first time I put her in before moving her. At least her eye is open. She looks a mess because I have dribbled some sugar water on her neck feathers and then before bed I dusted with her D.E. because she isn’t preening or dust bathing at the moment and I don’t want to risk adding red mite to her problems.

Tomorrow I am going to give her a warm bath and a gentle dry with the hair dryer and then settle her in the cat box inside for a while, after her morning meds and hopefully a feed.

I am learning as I go along and think that I need to trust my instincts. I don’t want to overdose her but I believe that pain killer in the morning only, isn’t enough and by the end of the day she is suffering. Today I made the decision to give her a bit more, too late in the day. Tomorrow I will give her a little more pain killer at about three 0’clock in the afternoon. This should mean she will eat again before bedtime instead of just in the morning and she should be more comfortable at the end of the day.

She has bounced me up and down today, but I am hopeful that she should have a better nights sleep tonight, and me too I hope. I hope tomorrow a bath will help her feel a bit better and better management of her pain killer may help her too. As my husband said it will be amazing if I can get her through this but if I can’t, we can’t let her go out in too much pain. I am still keeping everything crossed and will report back again tomorrow.