Quick note from the hen house, for those who care about the wee drama of my small flock. I've been keeping an eye on Pauline, aka Ms. Broody, and yesterday I caught her off the nest for a moment. I took advantage of her absence to check on her three adopted eggs, and saw this:
I was ridiculously excited about this, and could hear the little chick tapping away with his or her egg tooth, and then the egg started cheeping and I almost fell over. Can't tell what's up with the other two eggs, but today or tomorrow we should know if they are viable.
Pauline came right back, and now she's extra defensive of her new baby, swelling up to three times normal size when I open the door and gives me the stink eye. Can't see what's going on with all her feathers in the way, so I hope the wee chick is doing alright and that she'll let us get a look soon.
(the reddish light is from the heat lamp, it's been COLD at night lately)
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OH! Babies! :)
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