My very first chicken was a game rooster I rescued from a cock-fighting ring. I started taking him on a leash and walking him around the property, and the first time he dropped to the ground, and laid over on his side I about had a panic attack. I first thought he just dropped dead. Then I thought he was going through convulsions - his poor little body jerking and jolting, sand going everywhere. I dropped to the ground with him and put my hand on his side, and up he popped looking at me like i just ruined a great moment for him. I had no idea what a dust bath looked like!
