When I went out this morning to check on my daughter's broody hen, Henrietta, (pronounced Hen-ree-ta, since my kids are hooked on phonics) I heard some little cheeps beneath her. She was sitting on eight eggs--there were more, but the dog kept going in and stealing them from under her until we closed off the door--and so far 4 of them have hatched.
Two chicks were dead (and rather smelly) but 2 seem just fine. Out of the remaining 4 eggs, 2 have little pecking sounds from within so I expect they will hatch out some time this afternoon.
We moved them to a little box in the field pen so we can leave the babies with their mama to raise. If we left them out, the cats would get to them.
1 comment:
Oh, how *cute*!
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