Hens adopting chicks…the story of Pearl
I’ve read and heard a lot about chick rearing. Most of it unhelpful, I’m afraid. I’ve been told that chickens are aggressive with chicks, most won’t raise their own young, certainly won’t raise another’s eggs, won’t accept other’s chicks, and will probably peck their own chicks to death upon hatching, ALL of which I have seen proved false. Now I don’t know what agribusiness corporation this propaganda this belongs to, but I’d be real appreciative of any true-to-life resources anyone has.
It is possible that my chickens don’t have a problem raising and loving their young because they are loved and properly cared for themselves. They have three acres, barns, green pasture, room for dust baths, and good ol’ nesting boxes lines with pine needles. Maybe chickens in commercial chickenhouses would have a problem raising young, I sure as heck would.
Our bantam hen, Siobhan, sat on my larger hens eggs. She hatched quite a few, but the last two came very late. Siobhan needed to be up caring for the other chicks and the last two, one fresh from the egg and the other peeping from the egg, still needed to be sat upon.
Hilda Mae, a Salmon Faverolle, was sitting her eggs and had been for several days. In an act of desperation because both chicks were surely dying, I stuffed the chick with the shell and the chick in the egg under Hilda.
Now Hilda saw and heard the chick as it went under and she knew good and well that she didn’t hatch it. She accepted it and fell in love. But the eggs (a mix of heritage and modern layer breeds) she had been sitting were adopted by her sister Emiline. Emiline also wanted the chick but didn’t know to stay on it long enough. Seeing and hearing the chick seemed to strengthen her resolve, however. She is now the most committed sitter and her eggs are due right on schedule.
Unfortunately, the egg that was peeping and trying to hatch didn’t make it. It got too cold in the process which leaves it open to pneumonia. But it died underneath a warm moma, not calling for a moma who couldn’t help.
So Hilda has her precious Pearl. They sit and preen each other’s feathers and enjoy the sun and shade together. Pearl is absolutely healthy. Pearl is a true Rhode Island Red, an Ark of Taste heritage breed. Hilda can have another full nest later this summer with our full blessing.
When it is time for Pearl to be in the big, wide world without her moma, I am going to try to assimilate her back into her previous siblings. IF that doesn’t work, she will be my kids’ special pet.
Peace,
Breann