September 28th, 2011
I'm a meany-faced villian
So, how much of a bitch did I feel like when I put a big ice pack into the nesting box to try and get my broody hen to get over it. After having dunked her a few hours prior. Twice. Didn't seem to matter though. This morning, there she was, doing her best to thaw out that ice pack. Seriously chicken?? Give it up! I needs me some eggs! Torn between letting nature do it's thing, and getting my money's worth--productivity wins, this is cutting into the egg supply that I trade for expensive coffee beverages.