Bird Bath
So much for letting nature take its course. Cyndie decided to try a little intervention on our ailing Wyandotte. Looking up the hen’s symptoms online pointed to the possibility of her being egg bound. That meant a trip to purchase some supplies and then redecorating the downstairs bathroom into a triage and recovery center.
A twenty-minute soak in epsom salts treats a myriad of afflictions. Even if it doesn’t help, there’s not too much threat of causing harm.
Well, Cyndie’s efforts didn’t produce definitive results, so we are pretty much back to letting time be the arbiter for an outcome.
It’s tough, because you want to help. We don’t want the poor hen to suffer, but we are both disinclined to take this to a level of seeking professional examination and treatment. Our chickens could be considered a hobby at this point, and as such, they end up receiving hobby-level vet care.
We are not real doctors.
Meanwhile, our cat, Pequenita, is vying for attention by throwing up three times this morning. My hobby-vet analysis points to the fact that I caught her violating house rules overnight, on the island countertop, chomping on Cyndie’s flower display.
I think we should give her a bath in epsom salts.
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Flowers are poisonous to cats. Especially lilies. I don’t keep fresh flowers in the house for that reason. There are a few plants and flowers that are safe. Ponytail palms and catnip of course 😊. Maybe move them to a spot she can’t reach.
Sara Friswold
May 4, 2019 at 9:34 am
Cyndie did move them to a spot Pequenita can’t reach. They are out on the deck. 🙂 We don’t usually have flowers, but she brought these home from last Sunday’s brunch.
johnwhays
May 4, 2019 at 9:48 am