My Barred Rock Pebbles is taking a few days away from food …. She has pendulous crop and I believe it’s from having 2 crop surgeries (May I add, that were very successful). Pebbles is a glutton for food, my biggest consumer of everything! The first surgery was caused by an impacted crop filled with hay. I had NO choice …. The second surgery was due to over indulging in bird seed from an out door feeder that she found!!! Ugh 😆
As a result, the muscle that supports the crop gets weak. More food at once weighs the crop down which slows the crop from moving food to gizzard (food will sit and ferment in crop). A low, swinging (pendulous) crop can turn sour … And in Pebbles case happens a lot.
She seems to do fine with her “swinging crop …” I have tried the “birdie bra” that the make for situations like this, but she didn’t cooperate in keeping it on. I keep a close eye on her at all times, and that’s why she is sleeping alone tonight in my make shift “chicken hospital.”
I will withhold food for 24 hours and massage her crop through out the day. This helps a great deal. I will allow water only for the first day. My vet has prescribed Nyastatin to aid in getting the crop better. I will slowly introduce food (scramble egg or hard boiled egg first). No grains for a week.
Pebbles is 3 years old this month and with good care I hope she lives a very long life with no extreme complications. She is remarkable ☺️ Not because she is mine… Because she lives for the moment, eats like she’s never been fed, and runs with a swinging crop and doesn’t complain (LOL 😄). She such a good girl, and she knows how much I love her.
I have reached the ripe old age of 51 with two beautiful grown children (love them to pieces) and have recently moved upstate NY (not as “upstate” as my other half would like it to be ~ LOL). We have a beautiful house (because it’s ours), tucked in the lower corner of “Black Head Mountain”, a small part of the Catskill region.
I have a passion for the out doors, I love to hike, bike, camp and kayak. My indoor pastimes take me to the kitchen, and into a beautiful craft room that was built just for me!
I have always had a love for feathered friends, maybe because my father was so into birds himself. My dad raised pigeons and white doves. I have had the pleasure of always being surrounded by animals … growing up with cats, dogs, gerbils, guinea pigs, iguana, parakeets and bunnies.
Three years ago I asked if we could have baby chickens, and my wonderful guy made it all happen! He built me an amazing chicken coop and run, as I diligently read the books and surfed the most informative blogs and forums out there (thank you BackYardChickens, Fresh Eggs Daily, The Chicken Chick, and so many others), so that I could be as ready and prepared for what came next…
So I call them… my little eggheads and I hope you will share my journey with me 🙂
Never thought I would ever want to start a blog about my “past times.” Raising my first flock of chickens (3 years in now) and one Rooster named Franky.
A glorious morning today, the first fresh dew this April has seen! A sharp 38 degrees with temps warming up to 60!
So nervous, but wanting to share …I admire all the bloggers before me! I hope that I can meet your expectations.
“What I have since realized is that if people expect you to be brave, sometimes you pretend that you are, even when you are frightened down to your very bones. ”
― Sharon Creech, Walk Two Moons