As we have continued down this farm journey we have occasionally been concerned about a chicken that we have to make the dreaded decision to put the chicken down or head to the chicken hospital. I think it reminds we that these hens are not just for egg production but also family pets. Salt has been having some difficulties over the past couple of weeks so we decided to send her in.
Of course it is always late at night when you finally decide to take her in and of course it is in a middle of a snow storm. After several hours with the doctors, we head home and to be honest still not sure if she will make it through. I am becoming more settled of the need to put some chickens down so they don’t suffer and honestly, it is not reasonable to spend so much money. I think what we face is the continual reminder of life and death every time you have to make that decision and it always seems to be tied to loss in our own lives. Last night I settled that it was worth the money. This morning, I knew back then I should have just put her down.
Here is Salt hanging out in the house this morning.
The rest of the other animals have mixed feelings about the new snow. The pigs are still happy as ever, even in the snow. While the chickens want nothing to do with it.
Chick with a Whistle Farms 