Long aggravating day here...
Okay, I set up the brooder. Took the chick out and stuck it in there. He was fine. Running around, cheeping, drinking and soaking up the sun from the lamp.
I go upstairs and check my eggs. Oddly, nothing still. So, I crack open a few eggs to see if I see any movement. Out of 17 eggs I opened, only 2 had chicks in them and appeared to have quit around Day 13 or so. I'm not sure if there are any others in the eggs, but I'll let it go another day before I call it quits.
I come downstairs to hear my oldest son say 'Mommy, Declan just wants to see the chicky.'
Oh gosh...
There's my 1 year old, brooder cage open, water jug knocked over, food split.... NO chick in sight.
I'm screaming at the kids 'What did you do with the chick!?!?! Where is it!? WHERE IS IT!?' Kieran (my oldest who's 3) says 'He flew away Mommy, far far away.' At this point, I'm like
Then I hear one lonely peep. Under the cage floor... you have to lift the cage to get there, so the boys must have knocked him under it somehow. Thankfully I found him, but he's not looking good. Very lethargic, laying on his side. I gave him a drink and stuck him under the heat lamp. He was only missing 15 minutes, but it's a little chilly here...
That he's okay and makes it!!!
And monarc, I feel your pain. My last batch was 1 chick out, died. This batch is (so far) 1 chick out, may die. Maybe I'm not supposed to have Buttons