Snacker

Snacker, the most beautiful, gentle chicken in the world, has died.  She was so much more than just a chicken.  She was a pet.  And I am sad.  So sad.
Unfortunately, I am learning things about raising chickens the hard way.  Apparently, even though Snacker was no longer showing any signs of illness when we put the other new chickens out into the coop, she must have been contagious, because we have two others that have shown signs of illness.  They are all being treated with meds again, and I have isolated one, the cuckoo moran, who seems the worst.  I am so upset at losing my Snacker.  She was doing fine, and then day before yesterday, she began to show signs of lethargy and her comb took on a very pale and shrunken appearance.  I took her out of the coop, and isolated her, kept her warm and comfortable, introduced medicated water, but could not coax her to take it.  She was not going to make it this time, I feared.  I feel terrible, absolutely terrible.  My brother gave me this chicken, and I loved her so!!!   And while I realize that it is a chicken, I am so sad to have her leave us.  And I am hoping that I can rehabilitate the others, and keep the rest from getting this.