The recent snowy weather has reminded me of last winter when Sis almost froze to death. Thanks to our people, she survived. I didn't live here then, but I've heard the story, over and over.
It was Christmas Eve, and it had been snowing for hours and hours. The nice lady came out to check on us. Sis was outside on the ground and couldn't move. The nice lady grabbed her and put her in the hen house, but she still couldn't move. She couldn't even sit up, and she kept falling over. The nice lady put her in one of our nest boxes, hoping she would get warmer there. Sis's eyes were open, her heart was beating, but she couldn't move. So, the nice lady took Sis into the people house. If Sis hadn't been so cold, she would have been REALLY, REALLY, SCARED!
The people put her in a box and used some kind of machine that blew warm air onto her feathers. Sis still couldn't stand up. All she could do was lay on her side and jerk her legs.
Then they put her in a big dark room at the bottom of the people house with another machine that blew warm air on her. She was still unable to sit up, and Sis heard the nice lady say that she thought Sis was going to die. People don't think we chickens can understand them, but Sis heard the nice lady, loud and clear.
After a few hours, Sis finally thawed out and jumped up onto the side of the box she was in. When the nice lady came downstairs to check on her and saw Sis on the box, she was so happy! She let Sis stay in the people house overnight in the Chicken Hospital and gave her special treats.
The next day the nice lady brought Sis outside to be with us. Now she lets the nice lady pet her, and she lays the biggest eggs of us all!