A century of Turkey talk 2000-2100.

OK... Ralphie I had a no no moment... I kept hearing cheeping under my broodies and my curiosity got the best of me... So I looked... 6 pearls under one hen and a white and pearl under another! I went from zero this morning to 8 this evening! One hens nest is about done. She only has 3 left to hatch and they r pipped! But one nest hasnt even started?! Pics tomorrow when I move the one hen to her nursery.


Cool!!!!! Any of the pearl have white on them,,,making them Pied? I have gotten quite a few this year... And I have 5-6 Guinea hens on nests somewhere or I lost 5-6 in the last couple days.

The one that has not started hatching must have cooler blood or did not set as soon as you thought.
 
Coco finally laid an egg! I've been holding off on moving her back within reach of the nest boxes - I didn't want her to go right back to sitting (she's still looking pretty light and shabby from a very long broody mood). I let her range with the rest of the girls today and put her to bed in the barn with the others after. I think she still hasn't forgiven me for her stint in solitary - she marched into the barn with her nose in the air and wouldn't look at me. She had made a little divot in the grass in her tractor to lay her egg (I found it when I moved the tractor out of the way). Big Bird's toe and beak are healing fine so far - her foot is still purple from the blu kote, but she's not seeming to have any trouble with it. She too is avoiding me....apparently she thinks that I'm to blame for her toe :rolleyes:
 
Can't wait to see pics Holm!

Feisty...sounds like the girls are in a snit!

Daisy went to lay a late afternoon egg. Annie hopped up on the back porch rail making chirping sounds. I went out & sat with her. Lots of snuggles. I think she has figured out that when Daisy is busy she can get all the attention. She is so sweet! Who cares about a broken arm when your getting hen hugs!
 
Mine are because Esther, my 7 year old daughter, loves turkeys . I took in a pair of turkey 2 years ago, a friend's dad had bought poults for his city dwelling kid, and they didn't know what to do with them once they got too big, so I said I would take them. I brought them in isolated them, then checked them over carefully. The pair were then put in with the grow out pen. It turned out to be a royal palm girl and a BBB Jake. So, we ate them because we weren't planning on actually raising or keeping turkey, but after that, Esther cried for weeks, and asked Santa for live turkeys she could love again, and DH broke down and promised her poults in the spring, because Santa couldn't bring poults in wintertime. She made the deal, and now we keep turkeys with the chickens, for Esther. She's got her dad wrapped around her finger. And DH is highly allergic to turkey feathers too. Talk about love!
 
JR...I caught my blue slate hen, Daisy, on the way to work one morning. She was standing roadside in rush hour traffic. Need i mention i turkey wrassled her in pumps. After the first week i was in love & we started to bond. A friend of mine mother had died & she was trying to place her chickens. She mentioned there was one Bourbon Red hen running around out in the field with the pigs & goats. By this time i realized Daisy needed a roommate. So we caught her...turkey wrassling in proper shoes this time. I named her Annie Jones because she has a beard. Annie Jones was the first bearded lady for the Barnum & Bailey Circus. I think Feisty suggested the name.

Both girls have turned into such wonderful pets. Sweet, fun and entertaining. Love 'em both!! They were both wild when i got them. But by spending time with them they have both turned into lappers. They are such good turkey ambassadors. Many of the neighbors come down in the evenings with cocktails to hang with the hens.

I've really enjoyed learning about turkey behavior & vocalization. Still learning!!
 
Thanks for sharing those stories.Bantam,my daughter is 17.what she wants,daddy gets her. My boys get perturbed.lol
Memphis the mental picture of pumps and Turkey wrangling still has me smiling.
 
I moved a group of 4-5 week old poults outside for the first time yesterday. I also moved some others, that are about the same age, in with them that had already been outside but in a different pen so the new ones would acclimate better. They are always so freaked out when first put outside if all they've ever seen is the inside of a brooder! Hopefully they will learn about the automatic waterer soon so I don't have to keep filling up the smaller waterer.




 

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