A Happy(ish) Ending

If you happened to read my post from yesterday, The Sacrifical Chicken http://applewoodfarm.wordpress.com/2014/05/31/the-sacrificial-chicken/, then you’ll know that we endured some strife at applewood farm in the form of a midday fox attack.

Now, I’ve never before written a follow-up to a post, but I’m doing so here for two reasons.  First, a number of people seemed REALLY upset about the story (which, for the record, I thought was pretty funny… all devastation aside), and Second, something happened tonight that begged sharing.

Each night, the (eventual) Sacrifical Mama Hen would snuggle in a hay-lined milk crate in a corner of the new coop with her babes.  It was, of course, ridiculously cute.  We would go in to close up the chickens and make sure everyone was in and we would see just the mama in the crate.  If we watched for a moment or two, we would see a little movement under the mama, followed by a beak or a leg or some other Chick Body Part which would reassure us that the kids were, in fact, tucked in for the night.

After losing the mama yesterday, we’ve kept an eye on the chicks.  Last night, they were right back in their corner crate, only now they had no mama to keep them warm.  We checked the weather and saw that it would get down to about 46 degrees and decided that they would be alright, snuggled together.

This morning and all through today, they moved around together and seemed just fine.  We didn’t worry about them making it through the night; we rested easy knowing that their mama had given them the start they needed to survive.

So, tonight, when closing up the chickens and making sure everyone was in, Dave looked into the crate and saw this:

IMG_4266The chicks seemed to have found an adoptive mother.

We had no idea that chickens would do this.

I haven’t been able to find any evidence that this is even a thing chickens do.

But, these chickens did it and it’s downright uplifting.

And, we are positive, Mama would approve.

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5 Responses to A Happy(ish) Ending

  1. Susan H says:

    Another great post, with a heart-warming ending. <3 Feel I need to clarify my response from last nigh's post though. Yes, I teared up, not a full on box of Kleenex, spasm inducing, bawl session, lol. But, after the 8 or so months I've had, it hardly takes *anything* for those damnable things to spring forth from my eyes. On the flip side, you may recall I'm the one who humanely killed our rooster recently without really blinking an eye! :) Anyway, you all are an inspiration and a joy to follow.

  2. ccm989 says:

    Awwww. . . the follow up is sometimes the best part ever.

  3. Troy Y says:

    Great post, great blog Laura, I found you via link from Rogovoy Report. There is an award winning NATURE documentary on PBS.com called “My Life as a Turkey” about Joe Hutto, if you haven’t seen then you MUST watch (with your kids), it bears relevance to and will shed some light on your previous two posts, -you’ll never look at a wild turkey the same again.
    Here’s the link: http://video.pbs.org/video/2168110328/

  4. Leigh Mueller says:

    Thanks. I can stop sniffling for the fat popcorns now.

  5. Bill says:

    Nice. :) I didn’t know they’d do that either. Year before last we had two hens hatch clutches around the same time. Neither went well. One hatched only one chick and the other two (the farmers were at fault but that’s another story). After a day or two the hen with two chicks adopted the lone chick from Mama #2. It was like they’d gotten together and decided it would be more efficient just to let one hen handle all 3 chicks.

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