Up With the Chickens

Raising children and chickens on a little buffalo farm

Feelin’ Broody?…

LC Hanby Hudgens, writer

The last time we went to the feed store, The Littles decided they wanted some baby chicks to add to the flock. “Fine,” I agreed. “But no need to buy them. We have a henhouse full of chickens and a fine, handsome rooster. Let’s just hatch some of our own eggs.”

So last Sunday, when we went down to the henhouse to gather the eggs, we let two nest boxes set. It occurred to me at the time that the gals might not know our plan and that, not knowing, they might continue to lay more eggs in the same boxes. I also wondered how they would know to sit on them. I don’t normally see the gals just casually sitting on their eggs. They seem to get in there, get the job done, and then join the rest of the flock pecking about the coop. Still, I felt confident…

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