I've tried a dozen times letting broody hens take on a clutch of eggs. And I can say that I've only had three or four live to chicken-adulthood.
I've had a hen set on eggs the entire time, and then freak out when the chicks hatched. And as in freak out, I mean peck them to death. Each and every one of them.
One hen sat on eggs for weeks, then end up crushing each and every one of the almost-developed eggs, leaving a sticky mess of unborn chick and yolk mess under her and in the nest.
Two sets went broody two years ago right in the middle of our drought / heat wave. Every egg either broke, exploded or was otherwise a dud.
I've had hens secretly go into the woods and hatch out a half-dozen chicks, then lose them one by one each night to predators.
Then there are my all time favorite birdbrains; the hens that start a clutch of eggs, or even take over another hen's eggs, then decide to eat the eggs. Like five or six in one night. Oh, I'm a little bit hungry this morning, maybe I'll just eat my unborn children instead of walking ten feet to the chicken feeder.
That last scenario was the most recent of the Bad Chicken Mommy events. The past week I've noticed that there were two kind'a broody looking hens in the coop. You know. Puff up like they're going to peck your eyeballs out, make a gawdawful chicken screeching sound when you get close to them, and then draw blood from your hand when trying to collect eggs from them.
So instead of bringing in my half-dozen eggs (pathetic amount, btw), I put them under what I thought was the broodiest of the broody hens. And this morning I checked on them. Broody #1 had eaten all but one of the eggs. Broody #2 was still sitting and puffing up even though she was sitting on nothing. Guess it goes to show you that I have absolutely no idea how to judge the potential mothering instincts of poultry.
Now that I've identified the hen with infanticide in her genetic makeup, I'm going to lop off her head. Yes, I'm going to kill something because that something killed something. Nice, hugh? But egg-eating chickens are good for nothing other than the soup pot.....or a nice pan of chicken and goat cheese enchiladas.
I'll gather the rest of today's eggs and put them under Broody #2. And she better have those same eggs underneath her tomorrow morning or......
LOL. See this is why I have not really done anything but paid lip service to getting chickens. We used to keep chickens on the farm when I was young and I remember all this nonsense. Everytime I am about to jump into getting chickens again I think back to all the raccoon attacks, weird chicken behavior, snake surprises and gooey messes and say.... hmmmmm.
ReplyDeleteHonestly I don't like the killing and butchering part either. I have always disliked cleaning birds more than any other animal. Turkey, quail, chickens always a pain.
But I sure do enjoy your stories and tales about them :)
Hilarious!!!! I have a hen that will eat the face off of baby chicks when they get out of the nest. I just rescued a baby from her the other day, she did a number on its eye. Her name is Hannibal and she is headed to the freezer this weekend. I secured my mamma hen and her four babies in a crate away from the evil wench!
ReplyDeleteI hope your other broody is a good mamma for you. There is nothing cuter than little chicks running around the yard :)
ROFL, you go girl!
ReplyDeleteLove the pic. "Off with her head!"
ReplyDeleteIf Paul see's you in a red wig later tell him he better run...@;)
My chickens are about three years old and have never gone broody, but we don't have a rooster. I am dreading the days when hatching chicks or chicks recently hatched are dispatched by some HORRIFIC episode --- mom eating you is the worst.
ReplyDeleteI love the ending! Off with her head!
Lana