Sweet Pea sat in a nesting box for over 12 hours yesterday. Something was terribly wrong.
Now she is my favorite hen and the last of the original four I got in 2015. She had not demonstrated any abnormal behavior or distress leading up to this strange behavior so I had no idea what to do for her. Talk about feeling helpless.
I feared I was going to lose her too.
This morning Rick went out for first shift and reported she was up and friskier than normal. Oh my gosh, I think I'll do the dance of joy.
Now, I will admit to you I believe in energy work. I had a Reiki session many years ago that cemented my belief. Someday I'll tell you about it. Last evening I sent Sweet Pea the strongest message of healing energy I could muster. Who knows if it helped.
My little stinker