thecarmiearmy
Songster
I've dubbed myself with something I like to call chicken anxiety. Now I'm not scared of chickens or anything like that. But I noticed something. Ever since Blacky (my prairie bluebell) passed away back in September, I've felt very nervous not spending a lot of time with my chickens. To the point where it's affecting my mental health (stress levels and nerves.) If I don't spend a certain amount of time with them daily, I get antsy, filled with anxiety and have to check on them.
I guess it makes sense, because Blacky passed away in my neighbor's yard. She flew over the fence and their dogs got her. But that's the thing, there's almost no chance of my other chickens flying the fence. Almost. They're aware of how Blacky passed and what happened, so they know not to. But my two hens are still very capable of flying the fence. I don't think they ever would, but... it stays in the back of my head. I'll ask myself, "Am I spending enough time with them?". I want to make sure I'm with them as much as possible before they pass. Blacky was a freak accident. There was no way for me to know that she'd randomly hop the fence.
I love my girls and rooster. I just don't know how to calm my nerves and let my chickens be chickens, and how to let me live my life without being constantly stressed. Has anyone else felt this before? Have you experienced this after a chicken passed away? I'd like to hear what you guys have to share. I just feel really alone in this.
I guess it makes sense, because Blacky passed away in my neighbor's yard. She flew over the fence and their dogs got her. But that's the thing, there's almost no chance of my other chickens flying the fence. Almost. They're aware of how Blacky passed and what happened, so they know not to. But my two hens are still very capable of flying the fence. I don't think they ever would, but... it stays in the back of my head. I'll ask myself, "Am I spending enough time with them?". I want to make sure I'm with them as much as possible before they pass. Blacky was a freak accident. There was no way for me to know that she'd randomly hop the fence.
I love my girls and rooster. I just don't know how to calm my nerves and let my chickens be chickens, and how to let me live my life without being constantly stressed. Has anyone else felt this before? Have you experienced this after a chicken passed away? I'd like to hear what you guys have to share. I just feel really alone in this.