Last Monday I was lucky enough to catch one of my hens brooding on a nest. It became apparent that she in fact had no eggs under her, but broody just the same. So I quickly whipped her up a little brooding box and stuck it in our old static coop.
Let me just preface this all by saying, I have no clue what I am doing…
Seriously, never done this before and I was a little freaked.
Who knows if those eggs were fertile? Not me…
But I did it anyway and there she was hours later still on the nest. Lady farmer for the win! I was so excited, jumping up for joy that I could not contain myself until a sudden wave of anxiety hit… What do I do for the next 21 days???
Well here we are folks, day 12 and still truckin’!
Margox (sillent x) is still sitting, we’re down one egg, and up one giant chicken squat (colossal egg hatching poops). Just yesterday she had her first romp about the coop. Which by the way scared the utter bejesus out of me.
Basically all there is to do at this point, which I have found from my research, is wait the 21 days…. Maintaining clean water and keeping some food available.
And of course I checked daily for chicken squats, because what mama wants to sit on her own poop??
Here we are post hatch! Seven healthy babies made it after a forced hatch on the last one after mama left the nest, after a little coaxing she went back and the little dude made it.
What now you ask? Permaculture…
Let mama do her job, so you don’t have to!
After a couple weeks I moved them in with the big flock, ever showing what a great mama they had by her protection.
There ya go. Looking back I don’t know why I was so worried, these animals know what they’re doing better than me!
And sometimes that’s just farm life.
Peace and Love,