Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Guardian of the shed
Last night my husband greeted me with "I've got you a chicken (not chocolates or flowers in recognition of Valentines Day), I couldn't call you my phone wasn't working, I can take it back if you don't want it."
Me : "where is it ? "
Him: "On the draining board outside"
I knew straight away he was talking about the ( hopefully) broody Speckled Sussex. She had shown signs of going broody the day before. Unfortunately she was just a day too late for me to foster the newly hatched chicks onto her. She is a wonderful broody and mother and has previously both fostered and hatched many chicks, but expecting her to accept these so soon after being moved was probably a little too much even for her.
So for now she is in a box on the brooder shed floor, growling at all who enter and making visiting the chicks who are in a pen under a lamp near by, interesting to say the least.