Several months ago Katie and I went in together to buy some Bresse chicken eggs. They hatch, not a good hatch, and they didn’t all seem to Bresse standard. Long story short, I have two that fit the bill and looks like they are a boy and girl. I had high hopes to breed them when the girl starts laying.
Well Saturday morning I noticed the one was really dirty on the butt. I thought maybe it was all the rain we had had. But I pick her up and see she had a prolapse vent. Oh joy. So I took her in the house and gave her a bath and pooked it back in. Oh the fun we have here at the Hollow. I did some research and realized I didn’t have any Preperation H. Not something I really need at the moment.
So after market I stopped at CVS and picked some up. I thought to myself to have fun with the cashier and walk up to the register like I had hemmoriods the size of melons. This made me chuckle as I plopped it down on the counter. The young man didn’t even bat an eye. He ask for my rewards card, scans the medicine and ask if I found everything I needed. Clearly I had. I look at him and reply, “I sure did, oh wait I forgot the gum.” Still stone cold and rings up the gum.
I get home and give the bird another bath and apply the medicine. She is none too thrilled with this experience. I explain to her it’s no picnic for me either. I repeat this Sunday and Monday. Last night I’m thinking I’m going to have put this bird down. I prayed to God to let this work and last night went in to check on her and low and behold her vent was still in. Much hooting and hollering was done. Scared the crap out of the bird, literally. But when she crapped her vent stayed in. I may have kissed that bird.
So this morning no bath, but did apply some more medicine. I will never be without Preperation H again. This stuff is amazing. The bird will stay in the house for today, but tomorrow I will move it the barn for a week to fatten up and chill before she goes back to the run.
It’s never dull here. Ever. Have a great Tuesday.