As far as the possum, I went out one day in the morning to all the ruckus and another hen was on this mama's nest. I got her off and the mama got back on her nest. When I went back out in the evening to gather eggs, I lifted the lid on the nest box and thought there was a snake in one of the nest boxes. Yep, I 'bout wet my pants right there! But it was a possum curled up taking a nap. And there was mama hen sitting two boxes down on her nest. My generous BIL gathered up his gun and came over to take care of the possum. That mama hen didnt' budge.
Berte
oh those little fluff balls are so cute!!! i hope they all survive and flourish! i'd be worried about more varmints getting them!
ReplyDeleteI really do love chickens!! I hope to have some, someday, but until then I live vicariously through people like you who do--THANKS for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteThank-you for your kind thoughts for Hamlet too!! I hope you've had a good weekend!!
I hear possum goes purdy good with sweet potatoes and corn bread.
ReplyDeleteLove those little chickies! Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteHey Berte - just had to run by and thank you for your prayers and encouragement in the loss of my friend's daughter, Kayla. So many blog friends have reached out and it's so good to know that others care - even out there in cyber-space. I can feel the love and understanding coming through the airwaves, and I'm saving all these comments and passing them along to my friend. Hope you're doing well, my friend.
ReplyDeleteYou still have the bestest music on your blog - I really enjoy visiting here...
Hi Berte, I wanted to come return the blog visit. We have a setting hens whose 21st day is up next Sunday! I tried to candle the eggs, but didn't see what I thought it was supposed to look like. We've ordered 15 Buff Orpingtons as backup; the old slip the chick under the hen in the middle of the night trick. :)
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