Oh boy, the last few days have been crazy with the broody hens. Moel is safely installed in the agricultural shed and is a gentle broody...she barely complains at all even when moved....her eggs look too porous but she sits tight and behaves.
Miss Aggro,however, is giving me major headaches.
OH will toss any hen off eggs without a thought for what they may contain. I found Miss Aggro (4 years old and never before broody) on a bank in long grass (the small bit I had asked my hubby to leave having found baby hedgehogs which I am currently looking after) about 10 days ago. I have not dared to let him know they are there as he will kick her off. The area is fox-riddled. There were 11 eggs.
Yesterday I found eggs rolling down the bank in full view. I collected them up quickly and candled a few.....prominent veins.....I move them back and try to push them under Miss Aggro.....she silently latches onto my right ring finger......OUCH...hubby is coming out of the house, so I have to keep quiet....OUCH....hen hanging onto my finger.....OUCH. I wander off with bleeding finger and false smile....OH has strimmer in hand. "What are you doing?" I ask....cutting the grass by the hedge he says. "Walk the area before strimming to move any wildlife" I suggest. He strims the area by the hedge and does not look down to see the very obvious Miss Aggro as I ask him to strim some dock and nettles off by the compost. How did he miss Miss Aggro???
A short while later and Miss Aggro has rolled the eggs right out into the open....Oh no...visible to everyone.....I call OH to some nettles and the strimmer line breaks....then it starts to rain. I enlist help of daughter and 2 pairs of sturdy kitchen gauntlets. I pick up Miss Aggro who hangs onto the gauntlet like a limpet with her beak...daughter picks up the eggs and drops 2.....both thankfully not fertile...we move up the bank to the area by the fence and place the eggs in a group. I put Miss Aggro down and she immediately arranges and sits on them.
If anything hatches it will be a miracle.
OH says "Whatever happened to your finger?' "Oh I caught it on the gate" says I.
I'm too soft for this game, I think,