The horror!! The horror!!!!!!!!!!

Broodies. Hundreds of them!!
Oh, alright then... two.
Two.
TWO!!

Sweetie:

And Buffy:

Buffy only just got her strength back after a marathon hatching session last autumn, so this is something of a disaster. She is also sitting on nothing at the moment. Instinct is stronger than sense all the way down the line with chickens. Probably why I love them so much!

So in a couple of days I shall be popping three hatching miniature silkie eggs under each of my broodies, and in a few weeks time (fingers firmly crossed) we shall have a little sextet of baby mini-dinosaurs. Like this (my favourite chicken):

Just don't tell MrRainy...