Rafe’s kindergarten teacher got an incubator and some hatching eggs for their class this spring. Quite an exciting event for them! I don’t remember how many eggs they started out with but finally 3 hatched, right during class on Thursday. So they made these cute “The chicks are here!” hats, and got to show off their chicks to the whole rest of the school.
I am so going to wear that hat every time I get a new batch of chicks this summer.
His teacher had already talked to me about taking the chicks after they hatched, and she was ready to re-home them after school on Friday. 2 of the 3 had bad legs. So the janitor was good enough to take them. (As Rafe’s teacher explained, he had a special place for them.) And one little chick got to come and live with us.
Rafe named him Peep.
Peep is too small to stick in the brooder with the 3-week-old broiler chicks. So we put him in a Rubbermaid tote with a heat lamp hung above it. But chicks are like most animals. They don’t like to be alone. I had one runt in my batch of broiler chicks so I pulled him out and stuck him in the box with Peep.
Whenever Big Chick eats, Little Peep eats. Whenever Big Chick drinks, Little Peep drinks. Quite cute!
Peep is a broiler, but I’ve promised Rafe we won’t butcher Peep. So after he gets big enough I guess he’ll get to go free-range with the laying hens.
That should be interesting.