oh and there are some Polish in there too.
I hatched those for other folks.
They do not compare to poults
who love their mommy.
ok. So I just had to go grab the
runt that wouldn't hush up.
So now I type with a turkey tucked into shirt.
At least it shut up.
And we had a mini tragedy today.
About 2 months ago we hatched a freaky little chick.
It never grew. Ever.
2 months old and exactly the size of an egg.
It never grew feathers. Just a teeny tiny chicken
that was a perpetual chick.
It was doing fine though and hanging with the bigger chicks.
Yes, I did put a little pile of food down on the ground for it as the feeder,
which is all of an inch high, was too high for it sometimes.
But today the teeny tiny chick's step didn't get put down
and the chick couldn' t hop up onto the brick and get
into the potting shed and out of the rain.
It got wet and chilled and that was too much for it.
RIP teeny tiny chicken.
We grieve for the little chick. It was so freaky and such a trooper.
And we are having duck issues.
I have ten left.
The snake ate one and I sold 7
and have 4 more to sell off.
But they have a great new pen.
It's huge. It's fancy. It is filled with lush green-ness and a little swimming spot too.
True, during the day.
But as the sun falls the ducks want back into the potting shed.
And every night they squeeze out of the electronet.. well, most of them do.
There is one that is just a bit too big to make it through.
And so, there it sits, stuck in an electric fence.
I am going to sell that one. It is going to end up fried in the head.
Stupid, cute ducks.
We are studying and figuring and thinking about how to deal with the escaping ducks.
It is an annoying problem.