It's finally here ..... the first egg from our baby chickens, well I guess they're not babies anymore. Bang on twenty weeks. Its been a long wait. Master four insists on an egg hunt every day in his quest for them to lay. I'm telling you, on a property, that can be an exhaustive process because we have to look in every possible spot.
We borrowed next doors rooster, a silver-laced wyandotte, as ours had became fox food last year.
We had hy-line and gold-laced wyandotte hens, so now have a mixture. Five roosters and six hens hatched. Two roosters have gone by the wayside, one more to go while we'll keep two. I like one, hubby likes the other so we'll keep two if they get along ok. Two of the hens have died mysteriously. Even consulting all my books and the university of google, I am perplexed as to what is going on. Fingers crossed we lose no more. Hubby emphatically draws the line at taking a chicken to the vet (he's definitely not as chook orientated as I am). He'll put up with me bringing them inside to nurse but that's it!
Looking forward to collecting many more, my daughter is always asking for eggs to sell at her work!
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