Here's a funny...
My last two broodies were named Nancy and Bob (don't ask
). They were sitting on eggs at the same time but Nancy hatched first, by about a week or more. Bob's clutch didn't hatch. I would often go in the pen to check out things, feed, water, etc. and find little heads peeping out of Bob's feathers and get all hopeful....only to find they were Nancy's three little ones.
When I finally let them outside to join the flock and let Bob go on her way, they decided to raise the chicks jointly....sort of heterosexual lifemates, so to speak.
Then they slowly grew apart and Nancy left Bob~with all the children!
Bob raised them as her own until they no longer needed her and now, like teenagers from a broken home, they wander aimlessly around the yard, sleep and poop in my nests and just make a general nuisance of themselves.
Chicks from confused parents and a broken nest.....just another statistic in today's barnyard.
My last two broodies were named Nancy and Bob (don't ask
When I finally let them outside to join the flock and let Bob go on her way, they decided to raise the chicks jointly....sort of heterosexual lifemates, so to speak.
Then they slowly grew apart and Nancy left Bob~with all the children!
Bob raised them as her own until they no longer needed her and now, like teenagers from a broken home, they wander aimlessly around the yard, sleep and poop in my nests and just make a general nuisance of themselves.
Chicks from confused parents and a broken nest.....just another statistic in today's barnyard.
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