Girlfriend brought home an abandoned pair of what she thought were starling chicks because one of her coworkers was bawling her eyes out over them. They're about a week old and really malnourished when they got here so it wasn't a case of someone freaking out over normal partly-fledged nest...
Wanted a half dozen pairs of button quail, ordered 50 eggs to cover losses and unfriendly birds, got 120, incubated them all (of course), borrowed a crappy styro bator that wouldn't hold temp, lost power twice, and of course they are all popping like fluffy little corn kernels exactly on...