<\/a><\/p>\nI was fairly sure she was egg bound, even after the vet simply prescribed antibiotics. My finch hens always used to come off the nest when egg bound and it was a simple case of oiling up her vent, holding her over a bit of steam and putting her on a hot water bottle to let nature take it’s course. I don’t think I ever lost a finch to being egg bound, perhaps I was lucky.<\/p>\n
I tried all the natural tricks with Elle, oiled her vent, held her over steam, placed her in a warm cosy place with heat. I fed her some extra calcium supplement and even probed around to see if I could locate the egg. Unfortunately it was too deep inside her and I couldn’t get a finger near it.<\/p>\n
She was found dead in her outside run, the egg which had so cruelly caused her death lying beside her. I expect, as her muscles relaxed post death the egg simply released itself from its death inducing tomb and popped out. In an unsual turn about in my flocks blood lust, she was left well alone by the others, simply allowed to lay alongside her fatal egg where she died. <\/p>\n
Goodbye little Elle, you won’t be forgotten.
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