OK, so it's Monday. The eggs were all due to hatch last Thursday and I haven't even seen movement in them. The lone survivor and the 4 from the broody hen are all doing well in the brooder now. Gonna be alot of eggs to open but I plan on eggtopsy for ll of them.
One of the ee chicks from the broody was pushed out on hatch day. The Misses found it cold and stiff, brought it in and got it under the heat lamp and sure enough it pulled through. It's feet didn't look properly developed and it had some fluid crusted on its wing, still can't tell if it was damaged or just from the egg. I went about making some little sandels to help it out bit after some research decided to let it work itself out. Glad I did. Little bugger runs around just as fast as the rest of them now.
The two sick chicks have been moved to an outside cage. Of the two the buff seems to be improving but the black one is stunted, still on the slow side and seems chilly often. Kind of reminiscent of how CL was prior to her passing. I could see a really hot day being the end of this one as well.
This weekend was the big butterfly festival in town, it draws in quite a crowd and keeps everyone fairly busy if not working than checking the local faires out. On Friday I spent the day drawing a large piece of art on the sidewalk before work. This kind of kicks off the festival but has fallen to just a few artists over the last few years. I will do my best to head up this part of the festival next year.
The second day kicked off with a parade that we watched wth some coworkers and their families from the store front.
After we walked around for a bit, I headed home for some sit down time before work. I wasnt here more than two minutes before I heard a distressed chicken. I ran off the porch and came around the house to see two of the wyndottes and Roscoe posturing rather aggressively, and then commotion caught my attention in the corner past them next to my shed. Hermes the other rooster had his feet wrapped up in one of my large fishing nets. Head bloody and without energy he still isn't want me to pick him up. I'm certain at the very least that Roscoe is the direct cause to his head if not part of the reason he was caught up in the net. I've seen him bust a mortal kombat style lu kang kick on him more than once for mounting a hen within his eye sight and could very easily see that having been what happened only with a darker outcome.
Anyways, I had to get my mom to come over to give my a hand cleaning his head up and it didn't looked scalped necessarily but viciously plucked clean from the comb to the base of the back of the skull. His face was also rather puffy, most likely from getting struck.
After washing off the dried and wet blood he didn't seem to be in that bad of spirits and already had some energy returning. After a good glob of vetericyn I got the carrier cage cleaned out and set him up on the porch for the night. Moved him out to the broody breaker hen I got up for brunch as a crowing rooster on the porch gets a bit loud. He is doing fine now aside from being bald. Going to keep cleaning it and keeping him in there until it's healed, I'm not sure what the plan is for after however as even now the bantams see him as being weak stuck in the cage and wounded and were continually charging it yesterday afternoon as all were turning in. It certainly seems he's lost his position.
I'm also still dealing with two broody hens from the main coop and have been playing egg hunt for over a week now for most of the rest. Tho they are pretty consistent about the outside laying spots. Possibly be picking up another olive tree today or tomorrow. I also need to prop up a branch on the little pear tree, it's already starting to bow and they are only as big as cherries right now.
I'm sure there's more I've missed. It'll come to me later.
Onwards and upwards
Attimus