Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Fine Feathered Friends
Yesterday we awoke to one wee pecked hole in one of the eggs and the sound of peeping coming from the eggs. We checked and we checked and we noticed each tiny fleck of shell that fell from the egg. But not much happened all day. It was a day of waiting. Here we are:
And then.... and then.... late last night, a different egg entirely burst open. In about an hour he was born (we are calling it a 'he' but we really don't know...) Here he is, struggling with his shell.
It was hard to go to bed last night. By the time we did, there were 2 eggs with little pecked holes in them. This morning when I woke up, there was another chicked freshly emerged from her shell and another almost out. Before long, there were 3 little chicks in the incubator.
Here they are in the 'chick brooder' which is really just an old swimming pool/sand box that I rescued once from going to the dump...
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2 comments:
that's really cool andrea
Congratulations, congratulations and congratulations! How exciting. We're planning to hatch for the first time next spring. I may have to call on your expertise. Enjoy your little peepers.
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