Little baby chicks that go cheep cheep.
While the broody hen is sitting on the fertilised eggs, we move her to her own little hutch so the chicks are safe when they hatch and not picked on by the other hens.
We also buy chook crumble which is smaller and not as big as the hen pellets-just right for their tiny little bellies.
One they get bigger and can fend for themselves a bit, we will let them run around free range like the other hens. It's a great setup because although they have their own pen, the fence has an opening so they can roam around in the paddock next door.
One of the chicks has been named Lucky because it had got out of the hutch and wondered into the big hen pen and fell in the water trough. It was swimming around trying to jump out but was obviously very tired and was lying very still. Ollie found it and we brought it inside and put it in a beanie and cuddled it to warm it back up and slowly it started moving and cheeping again and now it has made a full recovery. After all that effort, I sure hope its not a rooster!
And Flynn is fascinated with them. He just wants to keep picking them up.........and give them a bit of a squeeze. ;)