| Ann from Oz ( @ 2005-10-26 10:33:00 |
Awwwwww....Spring is sprung
Our first:
Not fluffy yet 'cos it's so close to hatch time the feathers are still wet.
There are four more eggs under her and we recently discovered:

that the Old English Game hen has gone broody and cleverly managed to keep her nest hidden from us long enough to amass eight eggs. Alas the Old English Game rooster left this mortal perch for the Great Chookhouse in the Sky last year and Mars has been jumping her ever since, ergo the eggs will be fertile but the offspring will be of no particular breed.
Given that about half seem to hatch successfully we're in for an interesting time when the yard is full of chiclets and the trees are full of hawks.
Currently reading: Blood trail by Tanya Huff
Our first:

Not fluffy yet 'cos it's so close to hatch time the feathers are still wet.
There are four more eggs under her and we recently discovered:

that the Old English Game hen has gone broody and cleverly managed to keep her nest hidden from us long enough to amass eight eggs. Alas the Old English Game rooster left this mortal perch for the Great Chookhouse in the Sky last year and Mars has been jumping her ever since, ergo the eggs will be fertile but the offspring will be of no particular breed.
Given that about half seem to hatch successfully we're in for an interesting time when the yard is full of chiclets and the trees are full of hawks.
Currently reading: Blood trail by Tanya Huff