Warm and sunny. Five hours today. Fret was off the nest when I arrived and her eggs were cold. I can't fault her. She sat until the time when she should feel movement in the eggs and when she didn't, she quit. Well done Fret you did all anyone could ask of you.

I've got mixed feelings about the final outcome, partly relief and partly sad for Fret. My relationship with Fret has undergone a massive change. She knows I've looked after her and she is no longer wary of me to the point where she sat quietly on my lap as I checked her over. I can reach down and touch her now without any hysterics. She no longer bustles away tutting if I pass close by her. I carried some wood out of the coop run and stepped right over her as she napped on the ground, She didn't move and only opened her eyes for a moment.
One egg was fertile but didn't develop past about day four I would say. I don't know why. Henry is an old man and while willing still he isn't going to be a father again as far as I can see. He's been excellent with Fret when she's been off the nest. Gave her space, didn't hustle her away from the food, let her bathe in peace and didn't bug her when she was sitting.
I'll get a few more Ex Battery hens which is where my heart is now to keep Henry company in his senior years. I will probably do it soon so they can learn from what is essentially a dying group, even a proper tribe now in my view.
Using the shade box on my arrival.
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Fret's first call for the berries and bugs when I opened them up.
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Resting with Lima next to my chair.
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Henry.
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Fret being Fret and Henry putting up with her odd behaviour.
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Good night all.
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