Oh the drama. Broody witch #1 was moved to small side of coop. She took offense and started pecking the Heck out of the other chicks in the coop with her. Thought she ATE one of them, it was no where to be found. Finally found it stuck in the tinest space in the run, with it's leg all raw from trying to get itself free. Freed the chick and broody witch went after it again and again. Where's the Momma you ask? Beats me, all those D'uccles look alike and no one was stepping up to put the attacker in her place. Weeeeelll...I grabbed her the second she came back in the coop and escorted her out of the door...that's it, "escorted", not threw, drop kicked or launched. (You'll never know, now, will you?) I get the chick some water and attempt to repair the damage I did to the run getting to the chick in the first place. Ahhh....ray wasn't getting the drill fast enough so I bent the screw holding the board and got the chick loose. Seemed like a good idea at the time. (Seems I should have waited, but hey, the chick was stuck and hurt and well, you know, needed help NOW)
So I go over to the big side to see what happened to the D'uccle I "escorted" out the door...like was she still alive. And there she sits, on her golf balls, staring into space, happy as a clam. (you ever see where clams live? How can they be happy there?) So I stick 2 eggs under her and take her golf balls. THEN I look at the calendar. They will hatch the day we LEAVE on vacation. ooops...Sorry Denise. (Denise is gonna chicken sit for me, cuz I am doing so for her twice this summer)
Now the broody in the box on top of the rabbit cage is getting really serious about sitting. Like hasn't moved in 24 hours. Sooooo she can have eggs to sit on next week...Sunday, so they hatch the day I get BACK from vacation.
Why do I get the feeling this is going to be a less than "stress free" vacation?
So I go over to the big side to see what happened to the D'uccle I "escorted" out the door...like was she still alive. And there she sits, on her golf balls, staring into space, happy as a clam. (you ever see where clams live? How can they be happy there?) So I stick 2 eggs under her and take her golf balls. THEN I look at the calendar. They will hatch the day we LEAVE on vacation. ooops...Sorry Denise. (Denise is gonna chicken sit for me, cuz I am doing so for her twice this summer)
Now the broody in the box on top of the rabbit cage is getting really serious about sitting. Like hasn't moved in 24 hours. Sooooo she can have eggs to sit on next week...Sunday, so they hatch the day I get BACK from vacation.
Why do I get the feeling this is going to be a less than "stress free" vacation?