Gwen is a chicken or hen. Gwen died today. She had freedom less than one year. She came from a battery farm via the Little hen rescue. I had her in June last year with 2 other girls and then 3 more a week or so later. Three weeks ago I took her to the vets convinced she had gapeworm. She kept opening her mouth. The vet said the wormer I had been giving her was fine - she had it once a month as directled on the bottle and the vet looked down her throat and saw nothing so said I was wrong and she had a mild infection. She gave gwen antibiotics. Gwen got better. She wen back in with her friends having spenst a few daysin my kitchen. Then she was suddenly ill looking so I tok her out this morning. By lunchtime I was very concerned and phoned the vets. Instead of going to the local office who I was sure had got it wrong and I was still convinced gwen had gape worm so we took her 40 miles to warwick which is teh head office of our vets. We saw a vet who knopws about chickens. She confirmed I was right - me who knows nothing about chickens!! Obviously previous vet must have been incompetant- and gwen has a chest infection. Gave er antibiotics and this time a new wormer since the one I was using DID NOT kill gape!!!!! I was using vermX. The new one is flubenvet and states on it it kills gape amongst other types of worms. Its a white powder you mix into their food. Gwen had an injection - all in all these 2 visits cost over £70. We get home and are there about 2 minutes wne gwen has a sort of fit and just dies......................
I am so upset..............
This is about me finding myself and the story of how I have changed my life, become self employed and how I developed the products which are now my livelihood. Its the story of all the trials and problems and wonders of life that happen. I cannot even think what it would be like to return to the me of 2008 now and altho I am very poor really financially I am so very much happier and quality of life is so much better. And I am closer to being free than ever before in my adult life.
Friday, 30 April 2010
Wednesday, 7 April 2010
A chicken in my kitchen
Well I realised yesterday I had a sick bird. She was not eating. I had horrible ideas about gape worm - I have read all sorts about it. Its a worm chickens pick up from the soil and it blocks their throat so they cannot eat or drink. Anyway we took her to the vet - costs us loads tho we did manage to get some doggie toothpaste which is impossible to find in Rugby and we normally go 20-odd miles to get. Anyway chicken is not infested with gapeworm ( vet looked down her throat. Chickens have pointed tongues I discovered) but some non-descript illness and she is now in my kitchen in a rabbit cage on antibiotics since the rest do not need antibiotics and it goes into their water. She still didnt eat and I was very worried by 11am this morning. Then my resident cockateil Ben(Ben-Jamima - shes a girl but we didnt know till she started laying eggs about 3 years after we had her) decides to sit on the kitchen door and talk to this huge birdie. It was very funny when Ben suddenly realised there is a huge (relatively) bird in the kitchen and she was so shocked. She started squarking as she does and the chicken started to cluck which is brilliant since she had just made this wining noise for all of yesterday and today until then. Ben is just brilliant. I explained chicken is ill and not eating and normally lives in the garden. No idea what she said to the chicken but they seemed to have a chat ( this is for real honest!) and the chicken starts to eat. Then she ran out of food and I have given her more and she is definitely better since she has preened her feathers. She will probably have to stay in the kitchen for 5 days yet tho. Not good.
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