Early in the afternoon I excitedly tipped toed outside to check on the progress EE 1 egg was making. When I felt underneath Lemon, I knew something was different, I couldn't find the egg! So I lifted Lemon up slightly and saw a little round fluffy butt huddled underneath chirping. I gently scooped the precious chick up from the nest and put him on eye level and made a regular chicken cluck, then hid him under my shirt and brought him inside.
I quickly prepared a brooder and placed the chickie inside with a fleece blanket for snuggling (I'll be taking care of the chick for now, when the other eggs hatch I may leave two or one with Lemon if she doesn't attack them). It took me a while to name the little gut. My cousin really wanted the name Earl but to me the name didn't exactly fit. We created a large list of names, but in the end I settled with the name Early. The name made sense because chickie was the first born out of the eggs and he did come out earlier than I had expected, so Early he was!
Just look at those adorable fuzzy cheeks!! I've always wanted an Easter Egger with muffs! |
Tired after a while night zipping outta that shell! |
We all assume that Early isa "he" because of the large comb he bears from birth. I hope he's not a rooster because if he is, then I will probably sadly have to re-home him.
Here in this picture down below, you can see that Early does have a pretty big comb at such a young age. So far, I believe there is still hope that he is just a pullet born with a big comb. I will wait and see.
It was pretty easy for me to teach him how to drink, but for him to start eating, I had to cluck and tap the chick feed repeatedly until Early understood my message. |
In the meanwhile, the rest of the eggs under Lemon and in the incubator have around 3 more days until lock down. I hope the seramas hatch this time!