Turns out there are a lot of choices. Pierce was less than enthusiastic.
But Reid seemed happy enough.
Then we went online and I ordered 25 eggs, plus one mystery egg. I ordered 15 layers and 10 fryers, with the understanding that I wasn't butchering, plucking, or prepping in any way the fryers. I'll cook them, once they are ready. Paul really wanted the fryers. So they are his deal.
We had our incubator set up and ready to go.
Yesterday I got the call from the post office that they were there!
So I headed over and as soon as I walked in and heard PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP I knew.
We got chicks.
Here is the box they came in.
Peeking in the box:
Well, we weren't set up for chicks at all. In fact, I didn't even know what to do for them. Quite a few were already dead on arrival. And the others looked kind of rough.
I put them in the incubator so they could get warm.
But there wasn't much air circulating and I think I got them too warm because then they were panting and fighting over the water dish.
When Paul got home, he devised a better set up for them in a big box with a heat lamp.
But we lost some more during the night.
And our remaining chicks are just nine.
I feel so bad.
My heart breaks just thinking about it.
Please don't call PETA on me.
I hope we can save the remaining nine.
Here are the goodies Paul got me on our $5 Valentine's budget:
Hopefully by some miracle I'll get to use them this summer.
Think about stopping by tomorrow to join in on Memory Lane Friday! The theme this week is a family pet you had growing up.