Right on Time
May 31st was the day we expected our next batch of chicks to hatch and when my husband returned from opening up the coop that morning, before 6:30, he said “congratulations Grandma!”. I knew we had chicks. He wasn’t sure how many had hatched at that time because it was a chilly morning, and he didn’t want to lift momma and expose the hatchlings to the cold.
When we returned to the farm just before 10:00 a.m. she had three fluffy yellow chicks under her. Another, that it appeared had tried to hatch, didn’t make it. By the end of the day they were wandering around the coop, and she was showing them how to eat and drink.
By the following day they had found their way out of the coop and my husband had to help momma get them back in at night. On day three he kept the big door closed so they stayed inside coop but on day four momma had them out and about all day and they even found their way back into the coop that evening.
I didn’t realize how much the first peep (a group of chicks is called a peep) had grown in three weeks until I saw the new ones. This week the Jersey momma took over full time parenting duties while the buff co-momma apparently decided she was no longer needed and left the group. Hopefully she has started laying eggs again.
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