New Brooder

Okay, so I kinda have the image issue figured out. 
I can embed Instagram posts right into blog posts, so that you don't have to click away from the blog to see images.
And, you can click the arrows on the sides of the images to scroll through multi-image posts. 
Whew. 
Took a bit to figure it out, and it's a fair bit annoying πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈπŸ™„ but at least I can share pictures again. 
Until the next grand WordPress upgrade. 
GAH!!
Why won't they listen that the block editor is a clunky clump of excrement that is a pain in the arse to use?

Anyways, this is the new brooder Hubby built for me.
Since we have so many chicks hatching, plus 75 meat chickens and 10 meat turkeys coming in a couple of weeks….and…turkey eggs in the big incubator…
Welp, I need somewhere to put aaaaaaaallllllll the bebes until they’re big enough to integrate into the main flock…and we’ve been gathering (okay, *Hubby* has been gathering) free building materials from places that get rid of their wood pallets.
This brooder?
All recycled wood.
I’ve got some left over paint from when we were getting the house in the city ready to sell, so I’ll slap a coat of that on it…once the 2 broody hens in there hatch out their eggs.
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So y’know, local-to-me folks…if you’ve got any paint sitting around that you’re never going to use and don’t want it, we’d be happy to take it off your hands and recycle it!

I couldn’t help myself…

This is one of the hens who has been fighting me for the past week over collecting eggs.
She sooooo wants to sit a nest.
So when Hubby finished the brooder, I thought “why not?”
I collected 10 eggs, put them in the basket and put her in there.
Yesterday we added another 8 eggs and another broody hen.
I don’t need this brooder for another 3 weeks yet, so why not let a couple hens do the job?
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My 2nd hatch was 24 eggs set.
22 eggs were actually fertile.
4 eggs were quitters…somewhere in the incubating process they just stopped developing.
18 live hatches.
1 lost in the overnight the first night.
So 17 total, with 2 having to be helped after they pipped and couldn’t get out of the egg.
So far, I have 60 chicks.
With 18 under 2 hens and another 24 set into the small incubator.

If we have nothing else to eat this winter, we will have chicken.
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But my tomatoes are coming up now so I think we’ll have a good year, food wise.
I sure hope so!!

So. Much. Chirping.

On Thursday I took the turners out of the incubator.
I thought it was day 19.
It was actually day 18, so I was on time instead of a day late.
Which was why I was worried when I didn’t hear chirping right away on Thursday evening.
It’s all good though, the birbs are making up for it!
Last night was almost impossible to sleep because of the chirp, chirp, chirping.
Tomorrow we’ll pull the ones that have hatched out and put them in the brooder, and start all over again.

Speaking of brooders, Hubby got one built for me.
Yay!
Check the Farm Instagram on the sidebar…
(I still haven’t figured out WP’s problem with me uploading images, so I’ll be recycling some until I do…and there’s always Instagram for current images.)
Meat birds come in 3 weeks, and when that happens, the current chicks will go into that brooder (and hopefully he’ll have the chance to build a couple more!) and we’ll go from there.

Yesterday I took care of two asshole roosters.
I had kept them back from last years hatches because of their size (big, big boys!) and because they were not showing the mean rooster traits.
I don’t mind so much if roosters are shitty with us humans *IF* they’re good to the hens.
Well, as the winter wound down, these boys started getting shittier and shittier with the girls, to the point where they were holding girls down just to hold them down, while pulling out head feathers.
I ain’t having that.
There’s way too many nice boys out there to put up with that garbage.
And so, they went to the soup pot.
No room in my poultry yard for asshole roos…
**LOTS** of room in my freezer for ’em. πŸ˜‰
It wasn’t even that there were too many boys (we had before yesterday 7 roos) because I have (even though I claim only 10 πŸ˜‰ ) at least 60 hens out there. So there’s no excuse for shitty rooster behaviour.
Welp, now the girls can be happy because the mean boys are gone…and the girls happily consumed their innards.
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Yeah, anyone who says chickens are vegetarians ain’t never seen the glee in a hen’s eye when she gets the testicle from a shitty rooster.
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I had also planned on send Oscar to Freezer Camp.

But lately he’s taken a shine to Daphne…

Booooop the snooooot!

Daphne is not impressed that this big bird has decided he’s in love with her.
She’s not impressed by his dancing, prancing and turkey songs.
Nope. Not at all.
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Us humans, however, find it funny as hell…and when Oscar is busy trying to woo Daphne he’s not fighting with Dingus.
And Dingus then spends *his* time trying to woo the turkey hens.
So it all works out just fine.
Besides, I have Narragansett turkey eggs in the big incubator…Oscar can stick around until we see exactly what hatches for us there. He might get him a flock of his own hens. Or he might go Camping.
But there’s time to wait and not be hasty about sending him to Camp.

So Far, So Good

So it took some minds smarter than mine, some finangling, and many trips back and forth to the local small town hardware store…
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The new pressure tank is in!
And it’s working very well.
We do still have an issue with the well pump coming on too often, but it’s now 40ish minutes instead of 6-8ish.
Since a friend suggested it could be the foot valve on our well pump, I did some research on that…it does seem, after all the work done so far, that it could very well be the problem.
Hubby is all for opening up the well head and having a look himself.
I, however, think having a pro come out and do it (plus add the electrical ability to hook the well pump to the generator in the event of power loss) is a good idea. Mostly for the hooking of the pump to generator ability.
Plus, if we can watch someone change the foot valve, then we know exactly what to do next time.
But, we’ll see.
Right now we’re waiting on a end-of-March storm to hit us.
*sigh*
Because March is gonna go out like a lion.
Ah well…it’s March in Manitoba, so no surprises here.
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One big surprise we got with the pressure tank repair was this:

Ever since we moved in, we’ve had this mystery pipe sticking out of the ground in the middle of the backyard.
We’ve always thought it had something to do with the septic line…because it goes out past this pipe to the ejector in the pasture. We’ve always just left it alone, not really knowing what to do with it.

So, remember that “wtf is this line?” in the house?

There ya go, just in case you forgot…the “wtf is this line in?”
Welp, we know what it is now.
The general consensus was that it was to the hydrant and horse waterer, so the guys hooked it back up into the system…because horses gotta drink, y’know?
So they get everything hooked up and yel that they’re turning the water back on.
Okay, I figure I’ll pop out to the hydrant and make sure it’s working.
I step out on the deck and yell “Uh, guys!! There’s water spewing out here!!”

Turns out the mystery pipe in the yard is actually a rough in for another hydrant!!
And that’s what the “wtf is this line?” goes to. The shut off valve to it was actually shut off…well, seized closed…but still!
We can have another hydrant, putting water *closer* to the poultry and the garden.
That was a wonderful surprise, to be sure.
And that means we can get rid of the hose hook up on the house… that for some dumb assed reason ran *through* the water softener…really?? We needed soft water for the garden?? *sigh*
Oh the stories I could tell y’all about this house….
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Anyways…

So this summer, that pallet fence is going to be ripped out.
It’s done it’s job. That *was* the pig yard for the years we raised them.
This year it’s going to be converted to the permanent duck yard.
It does get a bit wet and sloppy in the spring, but, ducks like that, so it’s a good spot for them.
We have to build a raised section of that yard to put their house on, and then fence it all off.
And we’re going to expand it with another yard and gate, so that once the hens are sitting on nests, we can send the boys over to they “bachelor” area and let the girls make with hatching out the bebes.

In the meantime, we’re just happy for water flowing, ducks laying eggs, and friends and family who’ve been able to help.
Next thing to work on…brooders for turkeys and meat chickens.
Those are coming in just 4 short weeks…