Snow, Thanksgiving and Eggs that say ‘Peep’

We’re still reeling a little from last Saturday’s sad, sad events.  I miss poor little Becky a lot.  You would think I wouldn’t notice, given that there are 16 other birds to look after, but I know she’s gone.  There is an empty space where one little sexlink girl should be.  😦

It snowed the other day, more than a few flurries, and it covered the ground.

As you can see, they really weren’t too happy about it.  Luckily for them, the snow was gone by mid-afternoon.  Someday, it won’t just go away. What are they gong to do then?



Yesterday was Thanksgiving, and because it was a holiday, Little Dude and I made the birds a special breakfast of oatmeal with craisins (dehdrated cranberries).

This, we took down to them in the morning and (like the scrambled eggs)poured it over a dish of their regular feed/scratch grain mix.

I don’t give them table foods like that every day, but I figured I owed them because we were intending to lock them in the run all day because we weren’t going to be home for Thanksgiving.  We were visiting family, and when we’re going for longer periods of them, I like to keep them closer to safety.

So they got oatmeal as a holiday/I’msorryI’mlockingyou up gift.


We also gave them two seed cakes in a mesh bag to occupy their minds.

They weren’t sure what to make of them at first, but by the time we got home from our holiday dinner, all the of it was gone.

For reference… this is what the suet cakes looked like:

Not very big.  About the size of my fist, and I have small hands, for an adult
Not very big. About the size of my fist, and I have small hands, for an adult


And.. finally… if anyone is keeping track… today is Day 20 in the Adventures of Broody Abby.  Not that there is anything too adventurous about sitting in a laying box for three weeks, quietly saying buck-buck-buck.  She’s missed… well, everything. I don’t even think she knows her sister is gone.  😦

As of this morning, one of her two eggs has a crack in it that wasn’t there last night and when I bent down to get a closer look (no handling them, I just lift Abby up about a half inch) I could hear the distinct peep-peep of a little one.

I don’t see anything one way or another with the other egg.  I am handling them as little as possible.  I didn’t even candle them, so there is no knowing what will happen in the next couple of days.  It’s all very exciting!

Maybe by the next time I post, there will be babies.  🙂



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