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- Jul 16, 2020
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We had five sweet chickens in a mixed breed flock. They are our first chickens are somewhat pet-like for us.
Today we put our sweetest one, a porcelain d'uccle, down. She is our first chicken who has died and I just feel awful and guilty for taking her to the vet for euthanasia. Has anyone else after felt this way after putting down a bird? Is this common in the grieving process?
For more context, our hen was normal yesterday and we didn't see her this morning. When we saw her at 11, she was paralyzed in one leg and we were instantly worried about Mareks. Over the course of a couple hours, she couldn't move either leg, was rolled over on one side, kept dropping her head to the ground, was puffed up even when she was warm inside in a dark room, and refused to eat even eggs. We gave her vitamins but it didn't help. The vet over the phone said there probably couldn't be much done for her and we didn't want to see her suffer, so we brought her in and she will get a necropsy done.
I'm sobbing from time to time wondering if maybe we could have done more for her. We are pretty sure it wasn't a vitamin deficiency, but I can't stop thinking that maybe it was botulism and she could have been okay. I keep thinking about all the things I could have done that might have helped her. Maybe I could have saved her.
Do you have any tips about how to stop blaming myself and stop wondering "what if?"
Thank you!
Today we put our sweetest one, a porcelain d'uccle, down. She is our first chicken who has died and I just feel awful and guilty for taking her to the vet for euthanasia. Has anyone else after felt this way after putting down a bird? Is this common in the grieving process?
For more context, our hen was normal yesterday and we didn't see her this morning. When we saw her at 11, she was paralyzed in one leg and we were instantly worried about Mareks. Over the course of a couple hours, she couldn't move either leg, was rolled over on one side, kept dropping her head to the ground, was puffed up even when she was warm inside in a dark room, and refused to eat even eggs. We gave her vitamins but it didn't help. The vet over the phone said there probably couldn't be much done for her and we didn't want to see her suffer, so we brought her in and she will get a necropsy done.
I'm sobbing from time to time wondering if maybe we could have done more for her. We are pretty sure it wasn't a vitamin deficiency, but I can't stop thinking that maybe it was botulism and she could have been okay. I keep thinking about all the things I could have done that might have helped her. Maybe I could have saved her.
Do you have any tips about how to stop blaming myself and stop wondering "what if?"
Thank you!
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