Gloria, one of our wee black Silkies has been sitting on her nest of eggs for almost a week now. Penguin, our Big Black Chicken, surprised us by joining her in the sisterhood of broodiness.
Penguin is the one who stares down our adorable little fluffball of a Silkie Rooster (who barely comes up to her shoulder) and consequentially has been voted "Least Likely to Lay Fertilized Eggs." But all that hasn't stopped her wee chicken brain from telling her it's time to sit on a nest.
The other day she was acting all prissy and strutting around and fluffing out her feathers in the most becoming manner. She fluffed up her tail feathers, and shook them out. She shook out her wings. She looked like she was dancing. And primping. And feeling pretty, oh so pretty...
And then she moved in to the lower nesting box of the converted old dresser.
At first there was no egg under her. Later on there was one of her own under her, but since we know THAT ain't happening, we took that egg out. And she continued sitting. She pulled out fluffy black breast feathers, and continued to sit. She stole wisps of hay from the nesting box beside her, and sat.
This chicken loves me. It's like she's part dog. She comes running up to me, she meets me at the gate. I hand feed her at Scrapfest in the afternoons. Yesterday, I brought her her favorite types of scraps from the afternoon Scrapfest, and she ignored me. This must be serious.
Now when we pet her and she purrs and made the most adorable trilling noises. It's adorable!
And she sits.
Since we're not in it for just the eggs, we decided to take three of the larger eggs out from under the Silkie and put them before her. One at a time she pulled them under her and tucked them in. And she's still sitting.
So our tiniest gal and our our biggest gal are going to be mamas in a few weeks!
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