Today (5 mins ago) Hughie died in my hands. I swear, Little kids will never come to my house again.
I had told them last night to stay out of the room while I was feeding the chicks. they knew I was feeding the chicks and they came into the room yelling and screaming. the little guy/giirl got scared and forgot he was being fed and forgot to swallow. He stopped breathing and his heart stopped. I tried the CPR from the Bird Talk magazine from 2 yrs ago, but it was too late.
He was the oldest chick at 18 days today, I had named the 3 Hughie, Louie, and Dewie after the duck tales but the littlest one was sick and he died yesterday.
Its bad enough that I already can't breed my two favs. anymore... he was such a sweet little chick too...
Oh no! I am so very sorry to hear of your losses. My heart just dropped when I read your post. I can only imagine how you must feel. It sounds like you did everything you could, but it just wasn't meant to be. I'm so sorry.
They didn't. They won't even take the blame. they just said its my fault because it apparently ''looked like I was shoving the food down thier throats" Heck the syringe wasn't even near him. he just forgot to swallow because he was scared and choked, I think it was mostly a heartattack though