Sad news really. The poor chicken that had been in intensive care did not make it. Her prolapse just kept getting worse. After two days of honey and the Preparation H it was not better. In fact it was getting worse. She was not happy.

On Sunday morning I went down to check on her and applied some more medication to in her vent. When I saw her she had re-prolapsed. I picked her up, turned her upside down and proceeded to apply the Prep-H. She was not happy and it seemed to hurt. That m ade me worry that she may have an egg forming and I was not sure that she would get it out.

After applying the Prep-H she was put back and watched. Within about 20 seconds she prolapsed again. At that point I gave a big sigh and knew there was nothing we could do.

It was a beautiful day out, sunny and 16. It was decided that it was nicer for her to spend her last day scratching with her flock instead of in a basement.

We had chicken for dinner last night. Tim did the deed this time, and was very good at it. Being a drummer has benefits beyond the drum kit. Dinner was tiny but very good. thank you chookie!