It's that time of year again.
Having reluctantly send my two cockrels homeward tae think again.....no, not that......back to where we bought them as day old chicks, their parting gift was to fertilise some eggs for my broody bantams to sit on.
Adele went down first with mother-itis and was shortly joined by Cheryl who shared the nesting in a young-yang kind of position.
I was taken by surprise when I heard cheeps coming from under a bundle of feathers to ging three non identical triplets.
Closer inspection revealed that there was more to come.
By the following evening we had 7 out of 8 which is not a bad success rate for fertilised eggs
The kids are already up and about and performing to the crowds. Some wanted to check the nutrition figures on the egg box until somebody pointed out that they couldn't read.
I will miss Eva and Beyonce, the two worst leg bar "hens" in the world but they have left a wonderful legacy....
....hopefully all female.....please Lord not 7 cockrels!
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