And it begins
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I woke up this morning to find one of the eggs in the incubator had pipped.
photo credit: xarley
By 4pm the chick had managed to got most of the shell loose and was just sitting in it. I think my wife managed another 4 hours before squealing when it finally made it out. I think we have another 2 eggs that have pipped so we should hopefully have another 2 chicks out and about by the time we wake up in the morning.
Now we come to the issue of keeping any cockerels. I’m of the opinion that we don’t need one so any that survive this stage we would just be rearing for the dinner table 2-3 months down the line before they mature and get their singing hats on. My wife on the other hand reckons one cockerel would be nice and I’d get to build it a wee house with blackout blinds in an attempt to keep it quite when the sun comes up. I’m not so sure the neighbours would appreciate that though should our attempts at silencing fail.
