This morning I heard peeping under Belle. She is sitting on White Midget Turkey eggs. I didn't bother her. This afternoon I peeked and there was one chick, yay, and one that got half out of its shell and died. I hope the other 5 are OK. Then I was cleaning another brooder with Wilma who hatched out 9 d'Uccles. I counted 8. The ninth was buried under the pine shavings dead. I am just having a bad day.