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Yesterday was Day 23 since I put the first batch of eggs in the incubator after our trip to the chicken farm. I’ve held out and held out, unable to bring myself to dispose of those eggs that I accidentally overheated during the first day of incubation. The temperature in the incubator exceeded the level that can kill chicks. Yet I hung onto them, candled a sampling of them after a week, and again after another week, and didn’t see anything in the ones I candled while easily spotting babies in the second batch. But still I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of them. I turned them in a faithful yet hopeless spirit. I had to turn the second batch anyway. What’s a few more to turn at the same time? Princess didn’t want me to get rid of them either. She was convinced they would be okay. I didn’t want her to be disappointed, so I delayed.
Yesterday, starting to worry about the second batch of eggs (today is Day 21 for them!), I decided it was time to do the right thing. I can’t have bad eggs exploding and hurting my good batch by infecting the incubator. I decided to load the first batch up, take them outside, and break one open just to reassure myself that the cause was really lost, then toss the whole batch in the woods. It was easy to pick them out as I had marked them differently–the first batch was marked for turning with X’s and O’s, the second batch with A’s and B’s. So I got an empty egg carton, opened the incubator, and started taking them out one by one and placing them in their sad little casket.
And I thought, maybe I am too stupid to be a farmer? I screwed up the first thing I did.
Then, as I placed yet another egg in the carton, even in the moment that I took this photo to chronicle the sad post that this was to be, I heard something.
And I looked back at the incubator.
One of those X/O eggs from the first batch that I was about to pick up and throw away–
–HAD A CRACK IN IT! And it was PEEPING!!
There was a BABY in there!!!!! I quickly put the other eggs back.
And within a few hours, out this baby came.
None of the other eggs in the first batch have the least crack. Is this the sole survivor? I asked Princess what we should name it.
“Lucky,” she said.
And I told her, “We’ll figure out a way to mark it. If it’s a hen, of course we’ll keep it. But if it’s a rooster, it’s the rooster we’ll keep.”
And at first Lucky looked so tired. He flopped around and rested his weary, lucky, shell-cracking head on a brother egg.
Then he got rowdy and started climbing all over the other eggs.
And Princess said, “We have to get it out of there! It’s going to disturb the other eggs!”
My cousin has a brooder for us, but we haven’t brought it over here yet. Yes, we’ve had 23 days to prepare, but I was busy. Getting settled in the new house and writing my book and making truffles. So, in our incompetent way, Princess and I tried to figure out what to do. We got one of the boxes we’ve been using to move things from the old farmhouse. I got the light I used for candling and put a big bulb on it. I put newspaper down in the box. But how to get the light fixed over the box to keep Lucky warm?
“I’ve got some Scotch tape in my room,” Princess said.
Uh, no! I rooted around and finally came up with this candelabra thing I could hook onto the side of the box to brace the light, then set an old address book on top of it to keep the light directed the right way. I put the box against the wall and just needed something heavy to keep it there so the address book and the light wouldn’t change direction.
“Give me a phone book!” I told Princess.
She gave me the teeny tiny county phone book.
“No!” Sheesh. “The BIG one!”
And here is the result. What can I say? We’re two girls with a chicken. We’re doing good if that light isn’t tied on with a hair bow.
Princess got Lucky out of the incubator, sparing the other eggs his wild ways. And we set him in his little box, all by his lonely lonesome. He needs friends, doesn’t he? Maybe he’ll have some soon?
Meet Lucky.
We have chicken!
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Oh, I’m SO excited! (Can you tell?) This is fantastic!
*Happy Dance*!!!!!
Chickens in the Road, indeed!
-Kim :rockon:
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My dad and I made an incubator out of a styrofoam cooler years ago for my eighth-grade science project. So cool to see those little babies come busting outta their shells. Have fun with Lucky!
Love your blog BTW!!
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Congratulations on the baby chick! It’s so ugly it’s cute!!
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Have a great weekend!!!!
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On another topic: I was talking about your blog to a friend who said, “Oh, I think I’ve heard of her! She’s dating my dentist’s brother or cousin or something. She’s the woman who writes romances and lives in Roane County?”
No, I didn’t ask for names; not my business. For the rest of the world there may be 6 degrees of separation, but in West Virginia, it’s usually 3 or less.
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Thats awesome, glad at least one of them survived!
Life finds a way. :mrgreen:
Hopefully there well be more chicks to go along with Lucky.
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Brooder tip – Lay a piece of paper towel over the newspaper, so Lucky can walk easier.
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Can’t wait to see the rest!!!
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:birthday1: HaPpY bIrThDaY to Lucky! I am proud to say that your first chicken is my birthday buddy!
Lucky is a truly lucky to have a grrrrrrrrrrreat mommy and a sister whose hopes ran deep for the little peep!
Congrats!
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Enjoy this chapter of your life!
Amelia in Oklahoma
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that is so awesome…it is so fun isn’t it!!!!!
Great post
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Congrats and good on ya for not giving up.
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Have fun with your new baby. I remember how my mother spent hours working with the baby chicks and then putting them in the brooder house and finally out into the chicken yard.
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I must admit I got a little excited reading your post and watching Lucky “come out of his shell!” How well I remember those days of turning the eggs…X one day, O the next…eagerly awaiting the “birthday” of each new batch!
Congrats on the new member of your little brood…and for reminding me of the joy of my childhood. I need to call my 80 yr old mother and thank her!
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Did you ever think of writing children’s books based on your farm, cats, chickens, etc.?
Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
Linda~
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Esther. Esther, the lone survivor of a horrible science experiment gone bad. We cooked most of them the first few days we had them. Then, to make matters worse, my 2 yo son, bless his heart, dropped two eggs about a week before they were due. The poor things were alive! So Esther is all we got. She’s a great chicken. Of course we had to get her some friends! We bought them though. :mrgreen:
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COngrats on your new baby. May you have many more lovely little biddies to play with soon.
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Blessings from Ohio…
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I hope it’s a boy so Lucky can strut his stuff
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How do you tell if it’s a girl or boy chick?
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Congratulations on hatching your first chicken…and a miracle one at that. You are doing so well, don’t worry about failing at anything, I have faith that you will do well at anything you attempt.
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How will you know if its a hen or a rooster?? :birthday1:
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