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Tell him to join.....half the time we don't even talk about chickens anywayHe isn't much into livestock either. He grew up in the city.
True that!Tell him to join.....half the time we don't even talk about chickens anyway
He doesn't fish either. There is a reason I'm the one that slaughters and evsicerates the chickens. He's squeamish about killing the birds. Though he did go out and shoot the two coons we caught last night. He likes guns, but he's only killed targets, a possum and two coons with them.Maybe your husband likes fishing - the menfolk on here talk about that often.
I have sad news. One of Molly's babies didn't make it. I went out this afternoon to feed my mom's horses (they are away for the weekend) and Molly was kicking up a fuss. I looked in her pen and I found a baby on its back. I thought it was dead, but when my shadow covered its body it opened its eyes and started bicycling its legs in the air, I picked it up and it looked really shaky and unsteady on its feet. I took it inside and gave it some Nutridrench and water. I had to dip its beak a few times to get it to actually drink. It looked like it perked up after 10-15 min. When I checked on it 2 hours later, I found it under the ramp for the broody box, dead. It looked like it laid down in the shade and died. I'm glad the poor little thing at least didn't die on its back in the sun. Poor thing wasn't as vigorous as the rest of the chicks and was 25% smaller than the other chicks it hatched with. I think it was a failure to thrive baby. I'm now really glad that I grafted the 4 older chicks onto Molly. She does so well with her babies that I think it would be sad for her to only have 4 of them.
So sorry, Rae. Hugs.I have sad news. One of Molly's babies didn't make it. I went out this afternoon to feed my mom's horses (they are away for the weekend) and Molly was kicking up a fuss. I looked in her pen and I found a baby on its back. I thought it was dead, but when my shadow covered its body it opened its eyes and started bicycling its legs in the air, I picked it up and it looked really shaky and unsteady on its feet. I took it inside and gave it some Nutridrench and water. I had to dip its beak a few times to get it to actually drink. It looked like it perked up after 10-15 min. When I checked on it 2 hours later, I found it under the ramp for the broody box, dead. It looked like it laid down in the shade and died. I'm glad the poor little thing at least didn't die on its back in the sun. Poor thing wasn't as vigorous as the rest of the chicks and was 25% smaller than the other chicks it hatched with. I think it was a failure to thrive baby. I'm now really glad that I grafted the 4 older chicks onto Molly. She does so well with her babies that I think it would be sad for her to only have 4 of them.