Chickens are gross. They love everything that comes out from a birth.
Clarice nursing, helping to get her brother out.
Victor thought it was much cooler than the twin goat birth on youtube.
The first clutch of eggs hatched, 7 out of 8 were successfully born. One cracked it's shell all the way around coming out but never managed to get out of the shell & was smelly by the time we went out there.
I thought Abigail would enjoy some greens as she's been running to the branch on her way into the shed to tear off clumps of whatever is growing so I staked her out an hour before the usual going in time. She didn't want to be there which I thought odd. She kept nuzzling me & licking my apron which she doesn't usually do so I hung out w/ her & saw her water bag just break in a gush. I ran & got Mike & when I came back there were already little hooves & a nose coming out.
She licked them all clean & dry & followed them & a box of raisins back to her shed where she promptly drank 3 gal. of warm molasses water. The children & I had just watched a twin goat birth on youtube a couple of weeks prior & I was so glad they got to see this in person. Our first goats were the "A" series w/ Annie & Abigail, followed by Buford, Beatrice & Bertram. This is Clyde & Clarice.
I get chocolate, she gets raisins.
We've another clutch of eggs due in a week. Mike doesn't want more than 2 this year so we're doing a lot of breaking up of broody chickens right now. They go sitting crazy this time of year which is not a bad thing to happen. I feel like the Chinese government chickenwards. We're thankful for God's provision in these little lives & hope to do better this year than last.