Well, it turns out that the hawk I chased out of the yard a few weeks ago actually got a hold of one of my ladies. Minnie, to be exact. She started having signs of sour crop so I tried a few home remedies with no luck. I found a vet and expected to be just sent home with antibiotics. Well, it's become a bit more complicated than that. He discovered a hole in the crop bigger than a nickel! He said it's likely been festering for awhile. The hawk is the most likely candidate for an injury of this sort.
So, instead of opting for expensive surgery (she is just a chicken, after all), we've opted for slathering the wound in special cream and just keeping her inside until it heals. A cheaper option and it still gives her a good chance of healing.
It's a gnarly wound. Poor Minnie.
And the vet made her a fancy schmancy collar to keep her from picking at it. How Victorian!
I think we will know in a week if she'll heal and pull through. But for now, the chicken is still kickin'.
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