When I was in the seventh grade, our ag class took a trip to the local farm store to get baby chicks. I barely talked my mom into letting me get some. I was so excited. On the bus ride home I picked out one that seemed really special to me and named him Roger when I got home. I loved him so...
Thanks everyone, she was by herself in a corner in our shop. She killed one more and hatched two more but i gave them to another hen hatching eggs and they are doing fine. I kicked the off the nest and she is back to normal life.
I have over eighty baby chicks right now and two hens setting on more eggs. The eighty chicks are split up into five broody hens. One hen on eggs has hers hatching and this morning she killed two before they hatched and a second ago i found one dead and another cheepping and it was very cold...
at the time yes, I have had a few more poults in March but it rained really hard one day while I was at school and they all died, I also had another turkey that I was very close to name fiskar, I got him for free at atwoods because he was born with only one eye and scissor beak, he was as sweet...