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Sleepy was the littlest chick. He walked funny and he slept–a lot. The other chicks ran over Sleepy sometimes, even in the big new brooder where they all have plenty of room. The kids were the ones who named him Sleepy, and they loved him.
Then 15 said, “There’s something in Sleepy’s butt.” (14 is the new 15–he had a birthday.)
I got out my chicken books and studied up. I think Sleepy was “pasted up”–his stool was sticking to his bottom, closing up the vent, which can harden, seal up, make the chick unable to poop, and then die. So we cleaned little Sleepy’s butt.
But maybe we didn’t notice Sleepy’s problem soon enough. Or maybe Sleepy’s failure to thrive went deeper than his bottom. Sleepy went to sleep, and he didn’t wake up. And since Sleepy had become our little favorite, we are sad.
The other chicks seem to be doing great.

Eating and drinking…..

…..and grooming….

…..and growing as they should.

They have lots of room to run around so there isn’t too much pecking at each other.

Lucky is still the big guy.

And we’re grateful for our little band of 11.

But we’ll miss our little Sleepy.
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Have a lovely weekend, everyone.
-Kim :-)
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Have a great weekend!
Cole
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How is *LUCKY*?
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Your other chick-lets are so cute.
Amelia in Oklahoma
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But as you say, the 11 you have are 11 reasons to be grateful. They all look so full of personality.
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Have a great weekend,
Lauri
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I know I sound like a sap, but you can get real attached.
Good luck with them. Isn’t the little araucana cute with their little sideburns.
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The rest of them look so happy and contented in their little home.
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Poor Sleepy. Poor you and the kids.
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I’m so enjoying reading about your chickens. A wonderful ever-unfolding story.
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Love your new baskets and your chicks are adorable.
I know you can’t wait to get up in the morning and hear their little peeping.
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I am glad you explained 15. You had me wondering if you had been keeping a big secret from us! :birthday1: 15!
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