'Least, that's a conclusion I came to this morning. It's gotten much warmer here, and there was a small worm on the sidewalk. I thought to myself, "self, I'll bet the chicks would find this interesting." They're a week and a half old now, been on chick crumbles, but in the last several days I've been dropping a couple sunflower seed bits or cracked corn in the brooder for them to root around and scratch for. Figured a worm would be a logical and easy evolution to this. I picked up the worm and transported it to the basement, where the chicks are.
So, I reached over the brooder, and dropped the worm, wondering if it would be there in some dried up form when I got home from work. Well, the little worm didn't even get a chance to hit the bedding before 22 GLW chicks took leave of their senses and went insane. Never have I seen such a spectacle! I actually felt bad for the worm. Or what was left of it.
I believe I have found a new toy for the chickies.
So, I reached over the brooder, and dropped the worm, wondering if it would be there in some dried up form when I got home from work. Well, the little worm didn't even get a chance to hit the bedding before 22 GLW chicks took leave of their senses and went insane. Never have I seen such a spectacle! I actually felt bad for the worm. Or what was left of it.
I believe I have found a new toy for the chickies.