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[rancher hicks]

Forgot to ask, the EE's (from green/blue) eggs were crossed with Nick (brown) a Del roo any idea what color eggs the hens will lay?

 

[kathyinmo]

I have no idea what color eggs that cross would make. I am wondering too!

I just cleaned out the bator. The 6 Olive Eggers, again, were not fertile. I can not see through them and I keep putting them in. I ended up with 34 chicks.
4 Silkies
8 Delawares
7 BCMarans
6 Icelandics
5 Buckeyes
2 buff colored chicks that I think are Light Sussex hens with Delaware rooster.

 

[kathyinmo]

Disregard my numbers on the above post...........

https://www.backyardchickens.com/forum/viewtopic.php?id=434584

 

[Braclin]

Hey Kathy, came home to 4 chicks one almost out and two more pips. So 7/9 right now

 

[kathyinmo]

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GEZZZZ!! That is great! You still might end up with all 9 !

 

[Serrin]

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No idea, but I'll let you know just as soon as Lisette and Cosette start laying. They're both daughters of Maggie [EE hen] and one of Kathy's big beautiful Del boys, Jacob, Oliver or Alexander, as all three, I believe, were present with Maggie when the girls were conceived. I too am very anxious to see what they produce. I'm really hoping for a darker olive green than what they came from. No matter what they lay though, I know I'm going to be as proud as punch of those two little girls.

Kathy, have I told you lately how much I dearly love those girls? Especially that Maggie! She may have picked up a bad habit in picking at Chiefs feathers, but she more than compensates for that with how sweet and loverly she is. Gotta tell ya a quick story from this morning and then I gotta scoot to go close up the family for the night. We're expected to get all the way down to 1F Brrrrrrrrrrr!! The thermometer is already sitting at about 8F right now!

So, I was squatting down in the coop this morning, petting poor sweet Clarissa [she's moving so very slowly these days and sleeps in her favorite nest box most of the time] and Vivian at the same time, who was on the roost above Clarissa's nest box. All of a sudden, I feel this warm little wedge between my knees. I look down, and here's Maggie, snuggled up as close as she can get between my knees, her head in my lap, and one eye turned up to my face. Looking absolutely angelic, I might add! I couldn't help but chuckle at her. The look was so plaintive, like "Please mama, pick me up and cuddle me. I've had a terribly rough morning!"

What else could I do? Of course I had to pick her up and then sit back down on the ledge in front of the nest boxes and put her on my lap for awhile. She was so happy, so content. Then Vivian decides that she's not going to miss out on any of this cuddle time, and jumps up on my shoulder, cranes her head and neck way out so that she can look me in the eyes from her perch on my shoulder, and lets out her own little version of a cat like purr. I always take that as a purr, or trill, if you will, of utter contentment.

Now, I ask you. Is there any better way to start your day, than in the fine company of CHICKENS?!?!?!?

And for those of you who were wondering, yes, I did finally make it out to Fairchild. But OMG! Those roads were treacherous! I saw the first roll over accident just 4 miles after jumping onto I-90. That was a really bad one. There were only two state patrol cars there at the time, so I know it had just happened. Scared the pudding out of me too! The truck was a great big red 4X4 and for a moment, I was sure it was Tom, our best friend from across the street. What a huge sigh of relief when I could see that the truck was not his. So I slowed down another 10-15 mph, from the paltry 50 I was already doing. Yeah, that one scared me, as there weren't any other vehicles involved. It looked to be simply driver error. Ya gotta pay close attention when conditions are like this. And just goes to show how things can go horribly wrong in an instant of inattention.

The second bad accident wasn't nearly so bad. A couple of teen aged girls, going way too fast for conditions, as children will do, and they rolled Daddy's brand new SUV into the ditch along Brooks Road!

They were fine, standing on the shoulder of the road, chatting it up with the responding state patrol officer as though this were an every day thing, while four or five rather burly looking farm boys tried to be good Samaritan's by attempting to right the SUV back onto four wheels. They weren't having much luck though.

*insert evil snicker here* So long as the only thing damaged was a hunk of metal, it's fair game for a few humorous jabs!

And that was my adventures in winter driving for today. Thank all the little Holy's that I don't have to go anywhere any time soon! I think I'll give the camera a good workout tomorrow. Maybe burn through two or three sets of batteries, and get some really outstanding pictures of this place in snow. Today was bright and sunny and tomorrow is supposed to be more of the same. Albeit terribly cold! But there is just something about our place in the snow and sunshine..... *contented sigh* Its just so beautimous!!

 

[kathyinmo]

Awwwww, Amy, I love the story about Maggie! She really is a sweet one, that girl! I am so glad you enjoy her and the kids! Come spring time, those girls should be laying and you can show us what color egg!

 

[PepsNick]

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Crossed with ME?

 

[PepsNick]

Just got back from the funeral. It was horrid but beautiful. There was a great dove release at the end. Saw my Gma in the coffin... I hadn't touched a dead person before... And it scared me. Gosh, she was stiff. Bleh. Now we're driving to the burial.

 

[Serrin]

We got down to minus 9F this morning, around 7:30. We're still in the negative territory. The sun is shining brightly. But for me, there is a cloud overhead and a heart that is breaking. My sweet Clarissa, one of my original girls, crossed the bridge, sometime in the night. She tucked her precious head behind her wing and left this earth.

Before I tucked them all in for the night, I had spent some time with her, just petting her and talking to her softly. I told her it was OK to go. That I'd miss her terribly, but that I understood the pull of desire to cross the bridge. I've been seeing it in her eyes for the last two months or so. I knew when Abby went that Clarissa wouldn't be too far behind her. They were such constant friends and companions. When Abby left, there was no one to cuddle with. No one to pal around and take dust baths with. When Abby left, whatever spring Clarissa had left in her steps, went with Abby, and she became a shadow of her former self.

And now she too is gone. Part of me is hurting and wants her back. Part of me is happy for her. That painless was her passing, and that she did not suffer. But all of me will forever miss her. God's speed sweet 'Rissy, on your journey across the bridge. Farewell my friend.