The new arrival is now old news at our place.
John and the girls started a clutch of 19 eggs in the incubator, two babies broke through their eggs, but only one made it. Mixed emotions ran high as our family was once again reminded that life is does not always turn out as we expected. At first, John and I discussed getting rid of the extra eggs and running out to the local farm store to buy some baby chicks and replace the rotten eggs while the kids were gone to school, but the reality is that it really doesn't teach the kids the real facts about life. But in the end, we did go buy three more babies to keep our one Americanas company, after all, chickens are social animals. I am little perplexed by our choice of chicks - some broiler breed - since we are vegetarians, but I guess that goes with John's theme. Boar goats (meat goats) and broiler chickens - go figure.
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