What? 45 degrees and chicks on the ground with no heat? If she doesn't fix that, they will be dead tomorrow.
I never had the urge to incubate; all the fun was in watching the hens raise their chicks. Nesting hens were penned inside the barn in individual 3'x4' stalls. The little family stayed there until the chicks were nearly 3 months old, then I opened the pen door. The family had access to the barn interior only (and the loft - fun to watch the chicks try to follow their mom up there) until the babies were 4 months old. After that, they were free to leave the barn and explore the aviary. The absolute coolest part was watching them sleep on one of the taller perches, about 10' high. All these fuzzy little babies jockeyed for space next to Mom and the kid-fights were hilarious. She spread her wings out as far as she could, until she almost lost her balance trying to keep them all warm. Somehow, she succeeded every time. We have too many predators to have free-range birds, especially nesting hens. Plus, I'm over-protective. So we built really large aviaries to compensate for locking them up. We had a drought year too. And speaking of predators, I got the coolest email video of an owl flying to the trainer's glove. Scary stuff to see those enormous talons. Even scarier if you were a tiny little peachick!
I posted my 2 new chicks on the UPA forum if you'd like to take a peek. They're under Photos. I knew you'd enjoy talking with Doug M. Everybody does.
It took me 6 years to get the nerve to eat a pea egg. Don't ask why, 'cause I can't explain it. But I do use them in brownies and cakes and corn muffins every now and then. That's weird, because we had peafowl before we got chickens and we got the chickens for their eggs. Oh well...
I love hearing about your adventures in peafowl.
I never had the urge to incubate; all the fun was in watching the hens raise their chicks. Nesting hens were penned inside the barn in individual 3'x4' stalls. The little family stayed there until the chicks were nearly 3 months old, then I opened the pen door. The family had access to the barn interior only (and the loft - fun to watch the chicks try to follow their mom up there) until the babies were 4 months old. After that, they were free to leave the barn and explore the aviary. The absolute coolest part was watching them sleep on one of the taller perches, about 10' high. All these fuzzy little babies jockeyed for space next to Mom and the kid-fights were hilarious. She spread her wings out as far as she could, until she almost lost her balance trying to keep them all warm. Somehow, she succeeded every time. We have too many predators to have free-range birds, especially nesting hens. Plus, I'm over-protective. So we built really large aviaries to compensate for locking them up. We had a drought year too. And speaking of predators, I got the coolest email video of an owl flying to the trainer's glove. Scary stuff to see those enormous talons. Even scarier if you were a tiny little peachick!
I posted my 2 new chicks on the UPA forum if you'd like to take a peek. They're under Photos. I knew you'd enjoy talking with Doug M. Everybody does.
It took me 6 years to get the nerve to eat a pea egg. Don't ask why, 'cause I can't explain it. But I do use them in brownies and cakes and corn muffins every now and then. That's weird, because we had peafowl before we got chickens and we got the chickens for their eggs. Oh well...
I love hearing about your adventures in peafowl.
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