Tonight I am kind of bummed out. I went and checked on one of my broodies and she had hatched a chick, but it got out of the nest box and got cold and died. seems like she stays with the eggs, and the chicks wander off. This is the second one. I take the eggs if I see them pip, but I am so busy I am not always there. Anyway, I put the light closer to the ground so hopefully if it happens again the chick can stay warm until I discover it. Then I was moving trays in the incubator and got interrupted by a phone call and forgot to put a whole tray in that had already been incubating so I killed 48 eggs.
Happily, I got all the young birds out of one pen in the barn and into the empty grow out pen. If my back felt better, I would have cleaned out their old pen, but it is still bad. I feel like it is never going to get better. I took a hot bath tonight around 8, climbed in bed and fell asleep. When I woke up to feed the kids, Snickers had gotten chilled and did not want his bottle. Why they chose to lay on the concrete instead of in the hay I have no idea. I brought him in and snuggled for an hour. Then I had to go milk the goats again.
Had a guy come and look at goats today. He plans to buy an adult doe and two kids. So he is interested in Jillian, maybe next week. He did buy three chickens while he was here, so that is good.
I am just feeling like I can't keep up with all of it, need to cut back I guess. And DH wants me to finish my tax calculations, yuck! Oh, did I tell you I got poked in the eye with a stick? I don't recommend it.