Broody Girls

It’s spring, and after a long and snowy winter, in which the hens spent more time in the coop than outdoors.  The weather is warming up, the grass is growing.  Flowers, weeds and bugs are everywhere.  Life is good if you’re a chicken.

A couple of weeks ago, several of my hens started exhibiting signs of being broody.   Hanging out in the nests longer, or later in the day.  Puffed up feathers and growling or yelling while they are in the nest.  Growling and yelling at other hens when they are off the nest.

This kind of thing happens every spring.  Hens thinking that maybe they want to go brood on some eggs and raise some babies.  Its a natural, hormonal instinct for chickens, albeit one that the hatcheries have tried to breed out of their birds because egg/meat production is more profitable than hens sitting on eggs.   But if you’re a back yard chicken owner, homesteader, or farmer who wants a self-sustaining flock, a broody hen might be what you’re looking for.

My first year as a chicken owner, I’ll be honest, I didn’t really know if I wanted broody hens.  Most the websites and blogs who talk about broodies talk about how to broody break them, because most people want eggs.   And I had Abby, who went broody less than two months after laying her first egg.   I broke her the first time, but decided when she did it again a month later, that it wasn’t worth trying to break her again, and just gave her eggs.

Watching Abby raise her chick – the rooster now known on this blog as Pip – was all it took.  I was bitten hard by the bug, and now wait with anticipation for the sign of broodies I can give eggs to.  There is something of wonder about watching a mother hen raise her Littles, seeing them explore the world at her side.  Learn and grow, and become a part of the flock.

I also like seeing the way genetics plays out in the 2nd Gen chicks.  I have a small group of ‘barnyard mix’ hens and two mix roosters who are all very unique in their looks and personalities.

So… anyway… I had five hens who started to act like they might go broody.  Penelope, Claire, Julia, Rapunzel and Pavelle.

Penelope an Julia really didn’t do anything.  They did that last year, too.  Walked around bucky for a week or so and then just stopped.   I don’t expect this year to be different.

Claire is STILL puffing up while she’s on a nest and sometimes while she is off it.  Given that she actually DID go broody last spring, I’m watching her closely.  She might.  And she was a good momma, so I would have no qualms about giving her eggs.

Rapunzel went HARD. Rapunzel is a Buff Orpington and Orpingtons are known to be goody broodies.  Rapunzel spent the least time ‘going through the motions’ and after a couple of “well, maybe” days, she hopped in a nest and committed to sitting on ceramic eggs.   She is very dedicated to them, and I’m going to let her stick with the ceramic eggs because I have special plan for her.  Little Dude is going to be doing an Embryology project for 4-H, which means we will be hatching eggs in an incubator and documenting every step of the way.   I have eggs coming from My Pet Chicken, because Little Dude wanted Barred Rocks.  So we have 4 Barred Rock eggs and 6 “assorted” eggs, which could be any breeds, coming later this week.  I’ve decided that I will be giving Rapunzel the chicks that hatch from those eggs.  Hopefully, she will accept them as her own.  Otherwise, I will have to put them in the brooder and raise them separate of the rest of the flock.

In the meantime, Pavelle is sitting on six eggs.  Three are hers, and three came from Padme, the little Easter Egger hen.  They are the smallest eggs I have, even though Pavelle is very impressive when she is puffed up and screaming at you, she is still a small hen.  Any of the babies she raised will be bigger than her at 6 weeks of age.

If anyone else goes broody in the between time – I’m looking at you, Claire – I will probably share the wealth, rather than give more eggs.  Claire, for example, could take on some of the 4-H babies, so Rapunzel, who is a new mother, doesn’t have to raise a potential ten babies on her own.  But that is a big IF that has a lot of variables.  IF Claire or anyone else goes broody in the next 3-4 weeks.  IF the incubation is successful and all the eggs hatch.  I’ve never used an incubator before and I’m borrowing one from DH’s aunt for the project.  So many variables.

In the last picture, you can see that Pavelle and ‘Punzel are in a prime location. Pavelle will steal eggs from the nests around her, and I constantly have to check underneath her for extras. Which is funny because one time, she had three extras and they were sticking out because she is so small they don’t all fit!

 


Pavelle

Rapunzel

Rainy Day Friday

It’s Friday the 13 and here in north central Pennsylvania, it is raining. 

For the Littles, this was their first experience with water falling from the sky.  


Five of the smarter ones high-tailed it back into the coop, but the bulk of them, as you can see, remained in the tunnels, huddling together for the most part.  


They weren’t the only ones.  Pip and Julia alone braved the water pelting mercilessly on their backs while the rest of the older flock followed their fearless leader back inside.  

Meanwhile inside the coop… 


Claire has been sitting on a nest since Wednesday, May 11.  She’s got four eggs under her.  Two are hers, two she ‘acquired’ by unknown means.  

As I no longer believe that breaking a broody is a good idea, we are now on Broody Watch.  

I am apprehensive about this one.  Claire is not mild mannered, like Abby.  When Abby was broody, she let me pet her, feed her by hand and take pictures.  Claire is one of my ‘dragon ladies’ who roar like dragons when they are laying.  She bites if you try to reach in and count/take eggs.  

She’s a ‘witch’ in the nest, in other words.  

I have a few of these ‘dragons ladies.’  All are Rhode Island Reds, so I assume this is a personality/behavioral trait of their breed.  

But even they don’t bite like Claire does.  

So yeah… Broody Watch has begun.  Hatch date, June 1-2.  

As with Abby, I will be taking a ‘hands off approach.’  I won’t be candling, no matter how tempting it is.  I don’t even own a candling light.  And unless she proves to be an unfit momma, I’m leaving the rearing of the babies to her.  

And lastly… some pics of life around the coop. 

Riley with her new apron. Both Pip and Dots jave taken a shine to her and its wearing a spot in her saddle feather. What do you think- is blue her color?
Black Jack getting love on this rainy morning. He’s one of the ones who stayed in the coop
Riley playing peek-a-boo in the nest