Well I’m sure they will be fine fut my new charges are going to have to manage till tea time all on their own. I’m off to Green Hammerton with a van full of plants for their food fair – meanwhile the chicks are going to have to sort themselves out.
Elsie, the old hand was first out of there this morning, still protesting at having to be cooped up with all these new girls. She’s been clucking in disgust since last night! They were a bit surprised that they were allowed out again, but the little ex-batts gingerly tripped down the ramp and into the sunshine for a second day.
We had a little tragedy yesterday as well. One of the baby wrens had fallen out of the nest. I tried to pop it back in but it was promptly chucked out again. I can’t believe they’re nesting in my shed – right by the door – so they’ve got me in and out all the time but they seem perfectly content. Mummy shoots in and out through the hole in the side and the rest of the little ones, I think there are 4 left, are squeaking with their beaks open.
Ok well fingers crossed they’re still here when I get home….