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So... update:
The 3 barred rocks are by far the bravest of my 12 chicks. I will deposit something in their brooder, and one imparticularly will run up to it and investigate. If I happen to have been handling another chick, and ma putting IT back, the same barred rock will run up to peck toes. ???
Last night about six o'clock I put a hard boiled egg in the brooder. The chicks ran up to it, walked through it, stood in it, scratched it out of the little plastic bowl I had it in, and then sort or pecked it. The RIR chicks would look at it and start wiping their beaks on the wood shavings. Huh! Eventually enough would peck and peck, get bored, come back, peck again, that they ate it, or buried it beneath the wood shavings.
They don't like cauliflour. No interest in tomatos or yogurt. One of the RIR's did watch ironman with me a few nights ago huddled on my chest and getting excited when the movie got louder.
The 3 barred rocks are by far the bravest of my 12 chicks. I will deposit something in their brooder, and one imparticularly will run up to it and investigate. If I happen to have been handling another chick, and ma putting IT back, the same barred rock will run up to peck toes. ???
Last night about six o'clock I put a hard boiled egg in the brooder. The chicks ran up to it, walked through it, stood in it, scratched it out of the little plastic bowl I had it in, and then sort or pecked it. The RIR chicks would look at it and start wiping their beaks on the wood shavings. Huh! Eventually enough would peck and peck, get bored, come back, peck again, that they ate it, or buried it beneath the wood shavings.
They don't like cauliflour. No interest in tomatos or yogurt. One of the RIR's did watch ironman with me a few nights ago huddled on my chest and getting excited when the movie got louder.