Our first born chick hatched 36 hours too early desperate
for his mother. It would chirp incessantly unless I was there. I didn’t know what to do. I was at a loss because I could not be at its
side all the time but when I wasn’t there it would just chirp looking for
me.
So I hired a babysitter in a form of a [drum roll…] cat who
seemed only too anxious to baby sit the newly hatched chick, and no, not for
the reason you’re thinking. You see he
had been abandoned as a very young kitten when his then pregnant mother was
dropped off at the side of the road and shortly after he was born, the mother was
killed by a coyote.
He (Sweaty) was
alone but we had chickens in the backyard and within a short time he was
sleeping with the chickens. I think he
grew to think of them as his parents. As
a matter of fact, he became so used to being around chickens that my husband
caught him pecking at the ground with his head bobbing up and down as you would
see a chicken. Although Sweaty to this day will eat mice and frogs and all
sorts of bugs, he still considers chickens his brothers and sisters. The chicks love his big bushy tail!
Enjoy the videos below.
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