A few weeks ago, a fellow homeschool mom asked me if the boys and I would be interested in a 4-H project, hatching chicks. We agreed and this past Thursday we received an incubator and 12 eggs. I had the job of turning the eggs and overseeing the proper humidity of the incubator. Two very important jobs. Long-time readers of this blog will recall that I have, in the past, been challenged with keeping living things alive.
Twenty-one days all cramped up in that hen fruit does things to a chick's neck.
Ahh, that's better. Now if I could just get this wing out. And my butt seems to be snagged on something back there.
Freedom! Hmm. Now what?
I'll just perch myself atop these guys. They won't mind.
So here he sleeps. He lifts his head and chirps for a few seconds and then passes out in a stupor. Another chick hatched a little while ago, but he is camera shy. He's not ready for his close-up.
bore bombard you with more tomorrow.