Those two obviously woke up at 4 am the next day, screaming and talking with each other I guess. Probably wondering where they are. Little did they know that they'd be brought up by two humans and not chicken parents. The life of my two chickens is the perfect example of Nature vs. Nurture.
We put their cardboard box with them in it, in the balcony so that they could get some fresh air and sunlight. We gave them a tiny deep saucer kind of thing with water in it. Now the big question: what to feed them now? We ultimately settled for puffed rice and oats, crushed of course, and put in in another dish and they started pecking it and eating it, which was a relief. Its not easy, feeding a baby bird with huge human hands.
That afternoon, my sister went to the market and bought a big cage and some hay for them. For two tiny baby chickens, it was a pretty big cage and we made them a nest kind of thing with hay and grass for them and also put a shoe box with tissues in it, in case they wanted to explore the world! Turns out, they were not too excited to enter the dark shoe box. We lined up the cage with newspaper so that their head or beak or feet did not get stuck in the wire and also put a newspaper on the cage floor, to collect the poop. Turns out, chickens love eating newspaper! They would keep eating it and poop small newspaper pellets until we removed the paper because we were scared that they were ingesting the ink as well. Taking away the paper made them very angry! If you want to treat your chicken, just give him/her a piece of plain paper. ;)
They had an early bedtime, dusk, but they'd go off to sleep at around 8 pm. So from 5:30 pm (when the sun sets) till 8 pm, they would scream at the top of their voice, like, literally scream their lungs out, probably protesting the early bedtime because they have so much energy to play, and the screaming wore them out so that they'd be quiet and off to sleep by 8. Those 2 and a half hours were very noisy!
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