Crashie has finally figured out drinking, and I think he's getting eating down. Still a bit wobbly, but a lot more stable than he was when he hatched out. I'm trying not to imprint on him with the hopes that he won't be as needy as an imprinted duck, so I've been checking on him frequently instead. He is too cute, though! Hard to stay away from him for very long!
I woke up at 7 am to him peeping at the top of his lungs. I think the chicken noises over the baby monitor got him stirred. Every morning, the girls spend about ten minutes doing the egg song for no apparent reason. Who needs an alarm clock?

Anyways, since Crashie was a little freaked, he wouldn't let me go back to sleep after they were done. He just kept peeping and peeping and peeping...
Finally, I grabbed an Easter toy I had gotten a few years back, a chick that makes peeping noises when you touch its feet, and I held it down with him for a while, making it peep on occasion as well. I sat it next to the EcoGlow, and Crashie toddled right underneath, finally quiet. After a few more precious moments of sleep, I finally got up and checked on him, only to find him snuggled up next to the chick toy just underneath the EcoGlow.

He's been napping next to it and the little stuffed animals under the EcoGlow through the day, but I think the peeping chick is his favorite.
Editing to add Crashie and his buddy.
I performed a, well, light 'eggtopsy' on Right Top and Right Center after determining that they both were definitely dead. They were both malpositioned in the same way, head away from the air cell. Wish I knew how I could have helped them, but it sounds like helping malpositioned chicks is tricky at best. :/ I will definitely not be incubating eggs horizontally from now on, as that seems to be the cause of this particular embryonic position in poultry.
There is still hope that Crashie might have a broodermate, as the last egg, Left Bottom, is still wiggling around. It appears to be catching up on development now, so here's hoping all goes normally for it.

Today is day 27 of development, I believe. Duck eggs average 28 days, but call ducks usually only take 26, so he's right in the middle, I guess. Come on, LB, Crashie needs a friend!
It's been rainy all day, so I haven't had much chicken time today. However, I did do a spot check on their litter this morning, which, as always, was
fun. Whenever I'm working out there, the girls have to come over to investigate. And usually, 'investigate' means 'scratch poop into the space I've cleaned up already so I have to go over it again'.

And then there's Frou-Frou, who walks right over and parks herself where I'm working so I can't finish the job. OI!
So, as I usually do, I let them all know that they're lucky I love them so much, some more lucky of that than others (
cough the Frou cough). And as
they always do, they just kept going on like usual because they know I have nothing but empty threats.

Spoiled brats!