Broody Again! Excerpts from my diary...

Discussion in 'Pictures & Stories of My Chickens' started by Chew593, Sep 11, 2011.

  1. Chew593

    Chew593 Chillin' With My Peeps

    September 3, 2011 Broody Again and Again and Again...
    I let the clan out for a bit of free ranging today. My baby girl, Una (The only egg that hatched under Bindy last time she was broody) is now just 6 weeks old. She was running around peeping fit to be tied. "Where's My Momma!!! Momma? Mom! Mommy???"
    I ask myself, "Where is Bindy???" That's a good question. I walk down to the coop and was greeted by much screeching and threatening to gouge out my eyes, and I think - "Really? You've only laid 4 eggs since the last hatch! Come On!"
    What to do???


    September 4, 2011 the light bulb moment
    11:30 pm and I can't sleep. My husband's voice rings in my head. "We don't need any more chickens!" but I can't let her just sit down there on those golf balls... it isn't natural. I sneak out of bed and don my headlamp and my crocs. I head down to the coop in my favorite pink night shirt. I am greeted with much screeching and threatening to gouge out my eyes, and I think - "This is going to hurt me more than it'll hurt her. I gently pick her up, nest, golf balls and all and move her to the broody pen where I stuff her screeching, puffed up body into the Rubbermaid tub she has a love/hate relationship with. I leave the coop and I swear I hear her say, "I hate you." as I sneak in the back door. I hurry back to bed and snuggle in. My husband whispers in the darkness, "Where did you just go?" I say, "To meet with my boyfriend... go back to sleep honey." He says, "Ha! You expect me to believe that? You were out moving Bindy weren't you?" I feigned sleep and began snoring very loud.


    September 5, 2011 Just a Few Eggs
    10:00PM and I'm heading back down to the coop with just a few eggs to put under Bindy. I have let my husband in on my big secret and he reluctantly agrees to one more small brood. With the Mission Impossible Theme running through my head we stealthily make our way to the back of the property. As we approach the chicken run we hear an ominous "Get Out!!" coming from the broody pen. My husband asks, "Did you hear that?" I can tell he's scared so I try to put his fears to rest. "It's probably just a poltergeist or something harmless." I say. I didn't have the heart to tell him it was Bindy letting us know she sensed a disturbance in the Force. We open the pen door and I lifted the lid on the Rubbermaid container. I kiss my husband and tell him to let the boys know I love them if I don't make it out. I then start shoving eggs under her butt as fast as I can without getting burned or maimed in the process. My husband decides that now is the time to become observant and says, "8 eggs??? I thought you said just a few more chicks!" I say, "Define Few!" He turns and heads for the house. I think he's just grateful I made it out alive.

    September 10, 2011 Status Quo
    I would have written sooner, but I was recovering from the beating I took while candling on September 8th. Seven out of eight eggs are viable and showing definite signs of occupancy. Every day I limp to the broody pen and every day I am chewed out by an Australian with hormone problems. Yesterday she threatened to skin my Pyrenees. I totally believe she's capable. My husband has agreed to "Broody Duty" today. I wish him Godspeed.
     
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  2. Larkspur88

    Larkspur88 Chillin' With My Peeps

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    That is hilarious!
     
  3. Dowie

    Dowie Chillin' With My Peeps

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    [​IMG] [​IMG] I love it! Sounds like one scary broody - is that Bindy for Bindy Irwin? Faaantastic.

    By the way, there is a really good thread on here about how to break a broody hen - I actually found it through google. It advises NOT to put fake eggs in, as the broody hen is wired to sit on them until they hatch.

    Good luck with Bindy, I look forward to hearing more. Here in Australia, we would describe Bindy the broody as a bit of a bogan.
     
  4. Chew593

    Chew593 Chillin' With My Peeps

    Quote:It is Bindy named for Bindi Sue Irwin. Darn it, I spelled her name wrong. Oh well... I loved Steve Irwin dearly and since she's a BA it seemed to fit. I keep golf balls in all my nests because I have an egg eater in my flock, and it discourages pecking. I almost always move her to the broody pen and give her some eggs of her own. This is her 3rd broody this year! She's such a silly girl.
     
  5. BigDaddy'sGurl

    BigDaddy'sGurl Chillin' With My Peeps

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    More, more, more!!!!!!! [​IMG] [​IMG] [​IMG] [​IMG]
     
  6. Chew593

    Chew593 Chillin' With My Peeps

    September 11, 2011 The Bomb

    This morning I prepared for the second phase of "Operation 8 Ball" and began my decent into the unknown... or is it madness? I'm not sure. Never-the-less, my coops need attention and I have to be the one to do that. My husband is a trooper, not a pooper scooper and he draws the line at clean up duty. He watches me from the shop as I make my way to the coop and I know he's thinking about the 7 eggs. Things have been quiet... tense... at headquarters lately and I think it's just a matter of time before he pulls rank on me.

    I'm in the run now, and I notice that things are calm... too calm... I let my small hobby flock of 14 out to free range and begin my rounds. I start with the feeders and top everyone off, then I work my way to the waterers which are scary close to the broody pen. I pull up my boot straps and move in. Unbeknownst to me my husband has come down to watch. He's much braver in the early morning light and I sneer at him as I slosh water out of the bucket. Right at this time Bindy launches herself out of the Rubbermaid container and starts clucking at me in her evil voodoo language. I retreat slightly to regroup.

    My husband picks this moment to ask me if I really thought I was prepared for 7 more chickens. Bindy hears him behind her and redirects her attack to his side of the fence. My husband just looks at her while she rushes back and forth trying to peck at his shins. She stops suddenly and does her daily poo... right at his feet. It was huge! I watch his pallor visibly pale to a sickly green color and he grabs his nose and heads back to the shop. I give Bindy a mental fist bump and ask myself the question, "Am I really ready for 7 more chicks?" Well, I have 2 weeks to find out.

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  7. BigDaddy'sGurl

    BigDaddy'sGurl Chillin' With My Peeps

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  8. Dowie

    Dowie Chillin' With My Peeps

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    [​IMG][​IMG]:lau This is great! More! [​IMG]
     
  9. Keltara

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  10. Chew593

    Chew593 Chillin' With My Peeps

    Quote:Coming from the author of the Country Chronicles (and lady with the swimming chickens) I take that as a GIGANTIC complement.
     

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