Mike and Pip's first night at home was exciting and scary at the same time. I mean, who normally knows how to take care of two new born chickens? What are you supposed to feed them? Where do you keep them? How do u feed them?And what if something happened to them...then what do u do?
When my sister came home on 17th october, she told me that apparently the 2 chickens had hatched, climbed down the incubator (God knows how) and were sitting under it, screaming for help. The incubator has this automatic fan kind of thing that goes on and off on its own. One wrong second, and my chickens would be chopped up. So obviously i'd like to believe that them being alive is a miracle!
When my sister came home on 17th october, she told me that apparently the 2 chickens had hatched, climbed down the incubator (God knows how) and were sitting under it, screaming for help. The incubator has this automatic fan kind of thing that goes on and off on its own. One wrong second, and my chickens would be chopped up. So obviously i'd like to believe that them being alive is a miracle!
We kept them in a cardboard box with tissue papers and cotton balls (which were bigger than them in size haha) and we fed them baby food with our finger, somehow. And then fed them water by dipping cotton in water and putting it drop by drop into their tiny little mouth. They loved water for some reson! They'd close their eyes, and open their beak wide and you could see their tiny little pink tongue wagging as they asked for more water. And as if water was one blessing from God, they close their eyes and slowly start leaning back and ultimately would fall on their bum. They were the 2 most adorable little creatures ever. I'm so lucky to have them.
Then after their dinner, we shut their box but made sure there were gaps on all sides, and then we covered the box with my sister's childhood blanket so that they'd be warm in there. It was october...pretty cold. Then we blow dried their box from outside to make it nice and warm ad then soon they went off to sleep. All night my sister was up, heating their box every half an hour. it was like a chicken ICU...like the doctors say "we'll have to keep them under observation. the fist 24 hours are crucial."
Next day they were up and screaming, probably for food, and when we opened the box, we saw tiny drops of bird poop. I have never been so happy to see bird poop. It meant that they were functioning fine. We had been perfect chicken mommies.
And they were my little babies <3
Next day they were up and screaming, probably for food, and when we opened the box, we saw tiny drops of bird poop. I have never been so happy to see bird poop. It meant that they were functioning fine. We had been perfect chicken mommies.
And they were my little babies <3
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