Because More Chickens Is A Good Thing – That’s Why

by Joan on June 17, 2012

This entry is part 12 of 18 in the series Chickens

Well, while Nancy has been busy finding and sharing all those great gifts for Father’s Day I’ve, as usual, been adding a few more things to my already ridiculously busy life.

This time, it’s fertilized eggs.

Yep, you read right. As if I didn’t have enough eggs already, I spent three hours in the car (on a day that I did not have three hours to spare) driving up north to pick up SIX MORE.

Why, you ask?

Because Maude, hen of mean spirit and unpleasantness, went broody. Long story short – instinct is telling her to be a mama. She quit laying eggs a few days ago and has been sitting in the nesting box for long stretches at a time on the eggs Scarlett and Sarah lay each day. She was pecking me like crazy when I tried to take the eggs and when another hen wanted that space to lay an egg she would start SCREECHING. You’ve never heard such a sound.

After a bit of research, I decided to help Mother Nature out and give Maude what she wanted. Thus the road trip. Now Maude has six fertilized eggs of undetermined parentage. The hens that laid the eggs were wildly feathered mixed breeds and the rooster was a crazy big white thing with feathers on his feet. If this little experiment works who know what those chicks are going to look like!

The fertilized eggs. Nothing spectacular looking, but to Maude – oh so special. 

After I marked each fertilized egg, I gently placed them under Maude.  She immediately fluffed her feathers around the eggs and settled in for the twenty-one day job.

Scarlett needed to lay her egg for the day, and Maude was not moving. No problem for Scarlett – she crammed herself into the back corner and got comfortable.

She does NOT want me to have the egg Scarlett just laid. I’m not going to take it personally.

Maude gets up for a few minutes each day to eat and drink. I saw her out and went to check on the eggs. Scarlett was filling in until she got back. Sweet.

Doink has learned how to stick his big ole nose into the coop – I believe he is offering his assistance if I need any help.

 

Additional Note: I LOVED the lady I got the eggs from. She lives in a neighborhood like ours, but she must have over a hundred chickens of all shapes and sizes. Pens everywhere – in the backyard, in the front yard, and maybe ten huge cages each holding eight or so bantam (small) chickens in the garage. Dogs roaming around, a horse in the back. She said her husband told her NO MORE CHICKENS a while ago but he loves her and keeps building cages. Awwwwww.

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