I raise muscovies for meat, and as 'yard ornaments' as my dad puts it. I have heard of people keeping them as pets, but none of mine were tame. I enjoy them as poultry - if I had to choose just one kind of poultry, It would be a very hard decision between muscovies and chickens.
Well, I had a muscovy hen, Gretchen, on a nest in the barn. Another hen, Blanche, started to lay RIGHT next to her, and sure enough Gretchen just absorbed the new eggs into her nest. Since the 2 new eggs were about 2.5 weeks behind her eggs, I put the halfway incubated eggs in the incubator, but only one of the two hatched. Into the world came Ronery, the lonely duckling (Ronery is pronounced like lonely, but with an asian accent...
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When I discovered him hatched and almost fully dry, I reached into the incubator to scoop him out to put him in a brooder. Terrified, he promptly bit me then scuttled to the back of the incubator. It obviously didn't hurt, but made me chuckle.
The poor lonely duckling has adopted me as his mother. He follows me around when I take him out of the brooder. I whistle at him like momma muscovies do, and he recognizes both the whistle and my voice now. When I have to keep him in the brooder, he calls for me. I take him out often and we sit in the grass or walk around... I walk slowly and he has to hustle those little feet to keep up. I like to carry him about with me. I can't wait till he's old enough not to put in the brooder anymore, as it breaks my little heart when I put him in the brooder and he calls and calls for me.
I have a pet muscovy.
Tickling my toes:
He/She is a pretty blue:
Well, I had a muscovy hen, Gretchen, on a nest in the barn. Another hen, Blanche, started to lay RIGHT next to her, and sure enough Gretchen just absorbed the new eggs into her nest. Since the 2 new eggs were about 2.5 weeks behind her eggs, I put the halfway incubated eggs in the incubator, but only one of the two hatched. Into the world came Ronery, the lonely duckling (Ronery is pronounced like lonely, but with an asian accent...
When I discovered him hatched and almost fully dry, I reached into the incubator to scoop him out to put him in a brooder. Terrified, he promptly bit me then scuttled to the back of the incubator. It obviously didn't hurt, but made me chuckle.
The poor lonely duckling has adopted me as his mother. He follows me around when I take him out of the brooder. I whistle at him like momma muscovies do, and he recognizes both the whistle and my voice now. When I have to keep him in the brooder, he calls for me. I take him out often and we sit in the grass or walk around... I walk slowly and he has to hustle those little feet to keep up. I like to carry him about with me. I can't wait till he's old enough not to put in the brooder anymore, as it breaks my little heart when I put him in the brooder and he calls and calls for me.
I have a pet muscovy.
Tickling my toes:
He/She is a pretty blue:
