This broody hen (which informally goes by the name of Nancy) escaped from the laying flock here at the Big Farm about two months ago.
About six weeks ago she started sitting on a clutch of eggs. But we knew they were unfertilized since all the roosters are still with the rest of the laying flock.
We kind of forgot about her for a few weeks until 21 days ago when Papa Bear and I switched out her clutch of thirty one! unfertilized eggs for a clutch of 6 fertilized ones.
So today, like clockwork, when we checked on her in the barn, we spied a baby peep poking its head out from under her wing.
Her and her brood of 5 have been relocated to the safety of the spring house, where they are in a dog kennel with their nest of hay and food and water and can watch the antics of the other 60 or so chicks that hatched 10 days ago out of the incubator.
Happy Belated Mother's Day to all the mother hens out there and all of their broods - feathered, furred, or human.
Cheers -
2 comments:
Ah, the determination of a rogue broody. Perfect depiction of a mother's love!
haha - thanks Jess! I know you can relate!
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