Last night my two week old chicks came home for the first time and either in a stroke of brilliance or madness I decided to see if our broody Silkie would adopt the chicks. So here I am at the crack of dawn checking the early results of the adoption experiment. And? So far so good. The broody and her trio are still in the nesting box with her wings puffed out to protect them. They only poked their heads out after I poked around our #1 Mommy.
Because these are older chicks, I placed a small waterer and crumbles inside the box, which they all eagerly accepted. The other chickens are curious, but giving them space. The idea of food in the nesting box prompted a few investigations, but I shoed the onlookers away and all is back to status quo. The pictures are bit blurry, but then again, so am I at 5:00am.
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