Showing posts with label Clarabelle.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clarabelle.. Show all posts

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Hot Again

It got up to 101 again today, but really, was not as bad as it could have been.  The birds were suffering, but not horribly so as they were two weeks ago.  We changed the water 3 times, and that kept them going, I think.

Buffy suffers so in the heat, more than the others.  I found her by the waterer, all spread out.  She really looks dead.  This picture was after I had changed the water and it was nice and cold again.

The waterer sets on a concrete block, and she loves to lay near it; she moves the litter aside and lays on the cement floor.


Today some friends came to take a porcelain D'Uccle cockerel and pullet home, and I also gave them an Ameracauna hen I raised here last year.  I tried to give them her sister, but the wily girl went to the top rafters of the henhouse.  They wanted a green egg layer. 
Yes, I gave away a producing hen, but I also gave away another cockerel and a pullet.  I'll keep the other two pullets, and will have to make a decision about the mille fleur cockerel, and the other two porcelain cockerels.  That's the Mille cockerel on the right, and a mature Mille in the middle, eating the corn.  Notice how the younger birds are waiting their turns.  They got what was left.

Gertie and Abby say "Sweet Dreams"!

(Pugs can't go out when it's this hot)

Yes, our good little Clarabelle is still alive.
She is in the little henyard tonight, but can't fly up still to her roost. 
Tomorrow we are going to build a small pen in the big henyard, and during the day, she will be kept in it, away from the other birds, but where she can see them.  She will have plenty of water, and we'll put a shade over the pen.  That way, we can give her Terramycin in her water, to prevent and fight infection in her wound, without letting all the other birds get it.
So far, the wound is not nasty... we have sprayed it with antibiotics, with fly spray to keep anything from laying or hatching... and with iodine to keep it clean.  No, Clara doesn't necessarily like it, but she is eating and drinking and walking around so we are cautiously optimistic. 

I'll try to get a picture of her tomorrow.

As Tweedles (that's me!) says... .

Nitey nite!