My Mom offered a post up on her blog a month ago offering her "portable incubator" and I took her up on it. So, about 3 weeks ago yesterday, I put 14 eggs (I can think big!) under my dear Momma's broody ol' hen. I'm not sure what her name is, or if she even HAS a name (the hen, not my Momma!) but I've taken to calling her Ms. Flopsy. This is why...
Anyone wanna guess why I call her that?
Ta-da! We are tough little peepers! Too bad our Momma hen stepped on one of us, or there would be eight. And it's also too bad that one of our siblings died before it hatched - our Chickie Momma took pictures, but she didn't want to gross you out. So she didn't post them. But seven, seven is a nice number. Hey, who's that lady with the nice lookin' feathers?
Uh, guys, do you think that's our MOM?
I dunno, she doesn't look a thing like us.
Matter of fact WE don't look a thing like each other either!!
HUH? How do you suppose that happened? Somebody told us that the crazy Chickie Momma just went hog wild picking eggs out of the nests one day. She got some of each because she likes to be surprised. Well surprise, you got a little batch of rainbow chicks! Thanks for driving three hours round trip to come get us today - we can't wait to play at our new farm!
And oh, how in love we are. There is a light brahma, and for sure a black australorp and a couple EE's (which, if you were to EVER visit the backyardchickens.com forum you would know is short for Easter Egger - the kind of chicken that lays a beautiful green egg!) and there looks to be a couple polish crested showing up in the grey colored chicks. There IS a polish rooster out in the field you know - so what we end up with might be quite interesting!