But that aside, all that explains is why it takes so long to post. With the winter just dragging, it was so hard to find any days to do anything. This weekend, though it was rainy, I got things done...finally! And did it feel good. :)
Firstly, the chicks that we incubated in the 4th grade class hatched on Thursday and Friday. Most of the incubation period went well, however the incubator had hit a high temp of 108 one day and I was unaware that it had happened. By the time I found out, it had been there all day. Though the chicks looked unaffected, it absolutely affected the hatch. Out of the 15 eggs that were left to hatch, only 7 did actually hatch. Other eggs had chicks that fully developed, but their belly buttons didn't close, which I assume is because of the temperature spike. Honestly, I HATE losing chicks that far along. It hurt. I brought home 5 of the 7, having given 2 to the teacher's son, but one of the ones who did hatch had a belly button issue and did not survive. The little one died today. The four remaining are happy and seemingly healthy, and I hope they will be ok.
|This pic was taken yesterday, before the fifth one died.|
Rooming with them in separate pens, there are the Cornish Cross
Having them side-by side has been so interesting. The Delawares are so active and flighty, and the Cornish Cross are so....not. Though I know how Cornish Cross act, I have enjoyed watching them in relation to a "real" chicken. So funny. Whereas if you startle the Delawares they'll jump and flutter away, you can startle the Cornish and they do a whole mob thing and jump on top of one another--if they move at all. It's really been a kick. As of tomorrow, both of these groups are 3 weeks old. I am enjoying this experiment, and hoping for some good results.
_____Yesterday, while running around rain drops, I trimmed Max's hooves
|One good looking boy!|
And Stewart's hooves as well.
|Who's a peanut-brain? Stew's a peanut brain! Yes he is!!|
Max turned 1 on St. Patty's day. He's still fairly small, which I think has to do with the fact that Stew steals his food a lot of the time. He could also be a slow-grower, though, only time will tell. Luckily, the fact that he has horns makes up for his smaller stature. Stew does bully him quite a bit, but Max has the horns, so he gives it right back. And Max is as gentle as can be to me, so I have no problem handling him ever. I got very lucky with both my boys.
_____In addition, I took pallets and put together another kidding pen...
|Scrap wood and pallets--can't go wrong!|
|Dulcinea is bored. So, so bored.|
____In fact, it was quite a goat-centric weekend. My husband and I had to replace the doors to the girls' house, as they had eaten the old ones.
|New door and a peeking Lilly|
So the doors have been replaced. Now I have to find a way to get them to stop eating the walls. Good luck to me!
____And then today I got something done that I have needed to do for a very long time.
I put an addition onto the girls' house.
|The three outcasts, happy at last--Dulcinea, Tallulah, and Cynthia the tiny.|
|It doesn't look like much now, but what a help it is!|
___Let's see...what else...I lent my mother a rooster, as she was having some problems with her hens. She's got all girls, and they have taken to suddenly beating up on one of them-a Silkie-just out of the blue. My mother said that they just go after her all the time. I know that the boys in my coop tend to keep my girls in line, so I suggested she borrow Elmer, the grey/partridge Silkie roo that Louise hatched last year. He's not a particularly aggressive roo, and definitely not aggressive to people, but he's a roo, so he should be able to keep the girls in line. It's been my experience that, though there is definitely a pecking order with chickens, the girls are less vicious about it when there is a rooster to watch over all of them, mainly because the roo always seems to be at the top of the pecking order, no matter what. I am hoping that my mother will find the same thing and Elmer will solve her problem. If not, I'll have to lend her one of my "tough guys", and we'll see how that goes!
____What else? Icky did the brave thing and took out an imminent threat the other day.
Yep, he took out these vicious paper towels. The whole roll. Because you never know, they may have tried to strangle us all in our sleep. Thank goodness the boy was there, or this could've ended badly, that's all I'm saying.
|And he couldn't care less.|
As for me, I'll sleep better at night, knowing these guys are hard at work