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Thursday did not turn out at all as I had planned.  I was hoping to get a whole day at home and an afternoon to get back to my sewing machine and see if I could work on the bobbin issues. Just as I was finishing my run (read: hot, sweaty, stinky), I got a phone call.  First my cell rang, then the house phone, which was answered by one of the kids.  Said child only gave me part of the message.  Humph.

I was looking forward to a shower after hunny went back to work after lunch, but thought I would call my friend back first. And that is where the day went crazy……

As it turns out, she had peacock eggs in the midst of hatching, and she had to go to court.  The story goes….. there are some wild peacocks in her neighborhood, and one of the peahens made a nest in her barn.  After sitting on the eggs for two weeks, she abandoned the nest and went on her merry way.  Now, L, after having a traumatic loss of 19 of her 20 chicks (this is how we came to foster the one extra, which we’re now keeping since it’s the lone survivor and would be too difficult to integrate just the one into the flock with older chickens) has been on the fence about whether or not to order more chicks.

When the peahen abandoned the nest, she candled the eggs and saw that they were viable. The next logical step was to get an incubator.  Into the bator they went! Figuring out when the chicks should hatch has been a bit of a mystery, since she really wasn’t sure when they were laid, although she was pretty sure one was laid much later than the others.

The one egg had pipped during the night, and she slightly enlarged the hole in the morning to see what was going on.  And this began her worry.  At points, a leg would come out then go back in.  She was worried that it was going to hatch too soon with the “help” she had given it. And, she was worried that it would get stuck to the membrane.

Being a lawyer, she wasn’t in a position to skip or be late to court.  But, given our terribly dry climate, she was having to mist the eggs about every 1/2 hour.  (If the egg is too dry, the membrane can stick to the chick and prevent hatching which is *bad*) Because of the imminent hatch, she couldn’t move her incubator and drop it off at my house.

So my girls grabbed some stuff and we raced over to her house so she could make court.  Once we got them settled, I came back home to get a shower and something to eat, and then head back. She had no idea how long her case would take, so I was prepared to be there for a while.

I’ll tell ya, having a conversation with an egg is fantastic fun!!   I’ve never hatched eggs before, and therefore it had never occurred to me that you would hear the peeping before they hatched, much less talk to them in the egg and have them talk back.  😆

When I first got there, I could see the leg coming out and then back in.  The hole was not terribly large.

By the time L got back home, chick had managed to get one whole side moving.

Within a very short amount of time- maybe 20 minutes or so, serious progress was being made.

Whew!  He made it!  Newborn, er, hatched- chicks are pretty floppy.  This little guy was dragging his tummy around the wire on the bottom, which was making his umbilical cord stump bleed.  And, he was bowling with the other eggs in there. We were both concerned about the bleeding, and realized it would be better if we could get him out.  Usually, you would leave a new chick in the bator for a while.  Since he was bleeding, though, we figured we could take him out in the 108° heat and keep him warm.

I went home for my blood stop powder.  When I returned, she had used corn starch which was helping, but not enough to her liking.  The blood stop powder seemed to be helping, but she was concerned and had called her friend, who is a vet, and was literally a block away.  After a few minutes, we loaded into my truck and down the street we went.  He’s not a fowl vet, but he knows how to stop bleeding. He used a silver nitrate stick and sent her home with another, just in case.

Turns out, on his way home, he dropped her off a few more.  Figured she might need them, given the other eggs had started pipping.  I don’t know that she has had to use any more, but she’s feeling better.  😀

Lil guy by the end of the day.  The red is because he’s under the heat lamp in the brooder.

 She was having a great time watching the other eggs pip.

 Pea baby #2. 

And new baby arrived shortly after.  All three are doing well.  Names have not been decided on, as far as I know.  In the running, are Larry, Curly, and Moe; Donald, Goofy and Micky.  My vote goes to Huey, Dewey and Louie.  Of course, there is no way to tell whether they are boys or girls just yet.  😆

Los Tres Amigos. 

 I would ♥♥♥ to have peafowl, but if a crowing Jasmine would be a problem for the neighbors, I can just imagine what would happen if we had a male peacock screaming all the time.  😆  *sigh*  But I do love them!

If I can ever get out to the country, you can be sure these are on my lists of “musts,” in addition to some Nigerian Dwarf Goats…….  😆

What a day!  It was a grand adventure, for sure!

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