My girl is still determined. I went into the coop tonight to gather eggs and sure enough, she was happily sitting on two eggs. I had one in my hand from another coop, happened to notice that my favorite little rooster had got himself beat up by the senior rooster (stupid, stupid boy, peeing off the head rooster, little dummy) and needed first aid. I gave my wanna be a momma hen, Iris, the egg I was holding, told her to watch it for me while I took care of Timmy, and took him into the house to wash the young cockerel up and grease him up with antibiotic salve. Took him back to the coop and sure enough. Iris had tucked the extra egg under her and was happily knitting little booties until I thanked her, took all three eggs and plopped her on the roost to chill.
Yeah, sometimes I feel like a real jerk but then I think about all the trouble of dealing with a hen brooding chicks December/January and the guilt passes.
Yeah, sometimes I feel like a real jerk but then I think about all the trouble of dealing with a hen brooding chicks December/January and the guilt passes.
