I have a chicken hen (Prom Queen is her name) that has been sitting on two peafowl eggs for about 35 days. I went out to her nest yesterday evening to finally remove the two eggs when I heard a small chicken chick peeping from the bushes near the henhouse. It was already dark and somehow the little chick had been separated from its momma hen. I had no idea where the momma was. (I have several hens that roost in the wild with their chicks...). It was all alone in the bushes. I swooped it up in a net and took it with me to the henhouse where the broody hen was still sitting on the two, apparently non viable, peafowl eggs and slipped it under the hen...and wished them both luck. The little chick seemed so happy to be under the protection of a warm hen that it stopped peeping and just snuggled under her. The look of surprise and confusion on the face of the hen was priceless.
The next morning I checked on them and they were both beaming. The little chick peeked out from under the hen and Prom Queen seemed very happy indeed.
So, I though tonight I would go ahead and remove those two peafowl eggs but when I went out to the henhouse to do that I spotted something in a water pan. It was another chick from that same feral clutch - at first I though it was drowned but when I picked it up it started peeping. I dried it off the best I could and slipped it under that same broody hen (Prom Queen) who again seemed surprised but happy about it all. I am hoping that all three of them are happy and well in the morning.
Yes, this is what I do with my days. Retirement is wonderful!
The next morning I checked on them and they were both beaming. The little chick peeked out from under the hen and Prom Queen seemed very happy indeed.
So, I though tonight I would go ahead and remove those two peafowl eggs but when I went out to the henhouse to do that I spotted something in a water pan. It was another chick from that same feral clutch - at first I though it was drowned but when I picked it up it started peeping. I dried it off the best I could and slipped it under that same broody hen (Prom Queen) who again seemed surprised but happy about it all. I am hoping that all three of them are happy and well in the morning.
Yes, this is what I do with my days. Retirement is wonderful!