Well, I HAD 6 beautiful babies... dumb dumb dumb... I took them to my mom's for Christmas Eve. All was GREAT... then we were driving home... babies were fine... my little old lady small dog... Ferrabi... blind - deaf - can't smell anything... heard them peeping and ... OMG... my heart aches to even type this... jumped into the storage bin I use for my brooder! I freaked, pulled over, my husband grabbed her out of the brooder, but it was too late. She had stood on 2 of my precious little babies. I know she didn't mean too... but I feel so stupid... soooooooooooo my fault... I have to bury my sweet little babies that I was just holding and cuddling an hour before.
When I got home, I had one more in the incubator hatch... so now I have 5. I'm so sad about the 2... so sad. Not much of a merry Christmas right now.
I still have 4 eggs in the bator, but I don't think they will hatch. There's no movement in the bator, no peeping, no nothing. Perhaps in the morning I will be pleasantly surprised.
Rest in Peace sweet little babies...
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