Last night, I gathered up my hens and put them in their portable cage. The cage was then covered with a blanket so I wouldn't have cackling at the break of dawn.
But, as I was putting Layla (my Dark Brahma) in the cage, her eye was closed. She must have gotten something in there that irritated it, causing a film that sealed her eyelids. Poor dear!
So last night, I sat on the couch with her on my lap and a moist, warm compress on her eye. Yes, I have tame chickens.
So tame that she fell asleep with her head in my hand.
Ridiculous, I know.
But, just now, I went outside to check on her. She was across the yard and when she saw me, she SPRINTED (which, if you're a chicken, looks like a drunken sprint) to me as fast as her fluffy legs would carry her. Her eye? Normal. Happy girl.
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