I have hatching news. You will remember from the day before yesterday that one of the turkey eggs had been Chirping in her shell for two days. This gave rise for concern. Well it concerned me anyway. The chick in the egg was deeply unconcerned.
We had been checking it on and off when all of a sudden right next to this little turkey egg a Pea Chick egg began to pip. This means it started to break a hole in its shell. Then when we were re-focused onto the Peachick egg ANOTHER Peachick egg popped open and out leapt a little multi coloured peachick. A very feisty noisy Peachick. 
Followed closely by its brother. And then there were two. 
And Federico and I were well pleased. We let them dry off for a few hours then transferred them to the Mother Heater in a box with a window on top.
And then we proceeded to sit and watch some more. Fede and I. Like characters in a childs book, sitting watching the incubator as though it was television on a Saturday morning. Side by side in our chairs, surrounded in cameras, phones, making notes on the chalk board and gasping at each new and often tiny development. (So easy to entertain we are!)
Boo was banished.
And even though it was hot outside (and it got wickedly humid yesterday) the room was kept closed and cool. Then Peachick Number Three began to rock and roll.
Interestingly the turkeys waited until all the Peachicks were hatched and in their own brooder box before they started hatching. The peachicks have such long legs and all look different from each other.
The turkeys are slower to hatch but oh so cute. Only two so far. They hatched within an hour of each other late last night. Though their actual hatch date is not until tomorrow. So hopefully the rest are still viable.
So we hatched 100 percent of the peachicks (there were only three). I will take more pictures today.
What a treat. Now back we go to sit in our chairs and to stare at the incubator again! It is addictive. Fede is Hooked.
Have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farm
celi
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55 responses to “The Hatching!”
Happy! Happy! But poor Boo wants to be with them so badly!
No matter how many times I see chicks hatching – at a state fair or whatever – I always find in mesmerizing. I would’ve been sitting there right beside your – for hours!! Congratulations!!
It seems like we’ve all be holding our breath waiting for such simple events of happiness, and with excellent results. Boo’s lesson at least has been well learned.
Truly wonder-full! I was holding my breath, waiting, and each of your reports of another chick hatched in the comments elicited my same sigh of delight and relief. On another note……yoo hoo Eha….hope your birthday yesterday was wonder-full too 🙂
Thank you for remembering! And commenting! I even got my own Google page for the day: unexpected fun . . . and yes I did say ‘thanks’ this morning 🙂 !
How exciting. Better than 100 TV programmes for sure. Congratulations. I love the picture you paint of you and Fede sitting side by side, watching every move.
PS I learned a new word. Peachicks. I was puzzled at first as I only know chickpeas!
Fowl, no matter what their age, are the ‘farmer’s fish tank’ as my hubby calls them. We can sit and watch them pick and scratch and before we know it, an hour has passed. We are mesmerized and de-stressed, much like people who look at fish tanks.
In some three years I have smiled with you and laughed with you and cried for you and with you: but this must be the happiest post of all for you and us, and as someone said, the whole human race. Best photo of Boo also, even if his eyes are so full of puzzlement and frustration !!!
Twice I attempted to comment on all the cuteness,but was interrupted by phone calls. The first letting me know of the death of a school pal and the other to tell me about unexpect cardiac procedure for my eldest brother,
Marvellous news – I used tp spend a lot of time peeking into the “nursery” down int e olive grove when our chickies were hatching!
I can see where that would be addicting. Love your Dr. Seuss reference. 🙂
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