Here's Mamma Puff's little brood as they explore...the barn yard by the hog feed bulk tank. Not exactly the world but imagine how big it is to them?
Old Mamma had to make a hard decision however. Probably not hard for her at all. She's an animal after all. She took her six and decided that the rest of the nest wasn't worth setting on. So she up and left it...with all those eggs. We cracked two open, one wasn't fertile but rotten and the foam shot across the kitchen landing on the pizza that I hadn't put away yet from dinner.
Sorry Cody, no leftovers for breakfast.
After a few sprays of Lysol and opening up all the windows, we were back in business. We cracked another. There was a baby chick inside, but dead. For the eggs to be still "with live chick" they need to be at a constant temp and if that temp gets cold for more than 4 hours, they are dead. That's what happened we think.
But, she also had to get these 6 to feed and water within 48 hours so they would live. I wish we'd have come along sooner, but she had these hidden in the barn.
So, now you know the story...the one thing that we now worry about is...
Cats.
Signing off,
Fairchild Farmgirl
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