Rubbish Husband
Tuesday, May 13th, 2008 | Author: FactoBrunt
So, I was wrong. I’m a rubbish husband to my chickens. Vicious was still poorly today and so I decided to give her a better examination only to find that she is egg bound after all. The poor girl’s been egg bound for 2 days now and I hadn’t noticed. I feel so stupid.
With the help of Daisy we fed her a good dose of olive oil to help lubricate her insides. She wasn’t at all happy and when we put her into the house she had taken a real disliking to us and couldn’t even look at us. Awww.
If she’s still poorly tomorrow morning I might try to get her to have something calcium-rich and then she’s going in the bath for a warm soak. This will help her to relax the muscles around the vent and possibly pass the egg. Then I’ll create a box for her into which she will go where it will be dark and warm, lined with straw. This will help her to concentrate on passing the egg. If there’s still no luck by later in the day, I think some oil will need to be passed directly into the oviduct and some gentle massaging of her undercarriage to help the egg out.
Worst case scenario is to break the egg inside and pull it all out, but that can cause all manner of problems of its own, so that’s really last resort.
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