If you've missed my first two posts on my chicky... you might want to back up for a few minutes. This is my hatchling at around 12 hours old. Just a little tyke yet, but stretched out enough that I wonder how he/she ever fit in the shell in the first place. A master of his/her domain in the incubator this little one is trying desperately to explore the 'big beyond.'
Full of personality my little chick comes right up the the window when I pass by. It's everything in me to keep my hands out of the incubator and pick him up, but I'm trying to be patient.
Already tomorrow he'll be ready to move into his new bedroom and have some chow and water. It's amazing to me that a bird who's never been taught just 'knows' what food and water are for.
Anyways... the journey in country living continues. If you are looking at chickens in your future and need the land to support your dreams give me a call. I'd be happy to help you find the perfect landing spot for you and your family.