I lost my favorite pullet today. A little crested Crested Cream Legbar. Beautiful chicken and it came out of nowhere it seems. Was fine and eating and drinking this morning, acting totally normal. I spend about an hour with the chickens each morning to just observe and for enjoyment-it's almost therapeutic and this morning nothing seemed amiss. Then this afternoon she was just sitting all ruffled up and open mouth breathing, her nose was bleeding. I picked her up and took her inside immediately to have a better examination and the minute we stepped into the house she convulsed and died. We were on our way out to do last minute Christmas stuff and I couldn't do a post mortem. A few days ago my most expensive rooster decided to NOT go into the house with the rest of the group at 4:30. By the time I went out at 6 to lock them in he was half frozen. His feet were frozen solid. We slowly brought them back to normal temperature and he started walking on them right away. The next day there was extreme effusion, which caused huge blisters to form and burst. After daily soaks/compresses, dermcare gel application and pain killers both feet look pretty good and I'm anticipating a full recovery. As of last night he wasn't jumping to roost yet which was a good thing but with all the commotion with my pullet today I forgot to latch his hospital cage. I came home from Christmas shopping to my office (which is where he is residing because my laundry room is full of brooding chicks and my spare rooms are both being used for human guests) covered in poop and papers everywhere and he is sitting ON my desk ON my printer! Apparently, I underestimated how well he was using the legs. Then he got into a fight with my broom as I tried to sweep around him. My extended family staying here think I'm nuts. I try to the make my chickens "pets" but this little gal was so sweet. Her name was Kitten because she acted just like one. The only two birds I've ever named (the rooster's name is Rodney) and those are the two that something had to happen to! Out of 40+ birds, what are the odds!? I can't handle this winter anymore and we're only three days in. Ugh.