When not to pasture chicks

I took the short video
above on Saturday afternoon, when we enjoyed a day of spring before
diving back into winter.



Outdoor chick brooder

Usually, I let our
chicks out to nibble at the ground once they’re about two weeks old and
are well-bonded to their
outdoor
brooder

Unfortunately, this year, the weather has been against me.  While
chicks are still covered in fluff, they’re easily chilled if they get
wet, so I can’t let them out into cold rains or snows, which is what
the weather’s been like for most of their second week of life.



Chicks on forest pasture

So they’ve mostly been
stuck inside, except for this one foray into the wider world.  The
Pearl Leghorns led the charge once the door opened, but were also the
most confused by not being able to walk through the plexiglass to get
back home.  Hopefully, by this coming weekend, the worm of winter
will have turned and the Leghorns will be able to show their shyer
foster siblings how to hunt.



Our chicken waterer keeps the miniature flock
entertained when they’re cooped up indoors.

Nearly-broody hen

Hidden eggsIn early March, one of our Cuckoo Marans kept ending up in the garden
in the morning.  At first, I just focused on the scratching damage
and didn’t think through how she was getting there, but then I realized
she was walking through the barn during her morning
constitutional.  A little later, I discovered that the garden was
just a waypoint and that her main goal was to lay an egg in a busted
straw bale inside the barn itself.




This seemed like broody
behavior to me, so even though I blocked off the exit to the garden, I
kept letting the hen tromp through the barn.  In fact, I even put
a
waterer and a dish of food beside
the nest to make things easier.




Now and then, I’d catch
the hen sitting on the eggs, but she didn’t seem willing to fully
commit — I was just as likely to see her out with the main flock in
the woods.  I let the eggs build up until there were about twenty
there, at which point Mark brought some in for our breakfast. 
Then Lucy broke into the barn and ate the rest — bad dog!


Hen sitting on nest

I’m not sure whether, if
we’d provided a better spot, our hen might have fully made the switch
into broodiness, or if she was just enjoying laying her daily egg
somewhere quiet and warm.  We’re still batting 0 with this broody
hen project, so I’d love to hear about the accommodations you make for
broody hens if you’ve had more success.

Keeping chicks warm in the car

Transporting chicks

As I briefly mentioned
earlier, we
swapped
six chicks
with a friend.  She wanted to try out
our heirloom varieties and we wanted in on her hatchery order so we
could add some better layer genes to our flock.  We decided to
meet halfway, about 45 minutes to an hour from each of our houses, to
do the swap.  Which left us with a dilemma — how would we keep
the chicks warm for several hours away from house electricity?




Emergency brooderThe obvious solution, and the
one my friend took, was to plug an inverter into the cigarette-lighter
plug and attach that to a heat pad.  She preheated the pad before
leaving home, put her chicks in quite a small box with a lid loosely
over the top, and let the chicks ride on residual heat all the way down
to our meetup spot.  The chicks seemed quite happy with that
arrangement, although Sarah did decide to plug them in for the ride
home.
  (I didn’t think to take any photos of her
car-brooder, so all the images here are of mine.)



Unfortunately, we realized at
the last minute that our cigarette-lighter doesn’t work.  (Our car
is 20 years old, so we figure it’s doing well if all the mandatory
parts are functioning.)  Luckily, we had two thin fire bricks on
hand, so I put them in the toaster oven on high for Bricks warm chicksan hour before we left, then
wrapped the hot bricks in an old t-shirt so they covered two-thirds of
the bottom of our box.  The bricks were too hot at first, so the
chicks sat off to the side in the unbricked area, but by the time we’d
swapped chicks (and spent an hour shopping in the big city), Sarah’s
chicks were quite happy to nap on the warm t-shirt all the way home.




All-told, our trip took
about 5.5 hours, and the chicks didn’t seem to be getting cold at
all.  Granted, they were already a week old — younger chicks
might have gotten distressed sooner — and the car was at room
temperature.  Still, hot bricks do seem to be a long-lasting and
viable brooder backup for power outage situations.  Much better
than the
hand
warmers
we used last
time the power went out while we had chicks in the brooder!



As a side note, Sarah’s
chicks caught onto our
chicken waterer nearly immediately after
seeing our homegrown chicks drink a time or two.  No training
involved!