The turkeys began hatching on Friday, the 12th and finished up Saturday, with a total of 8 hatching live out of the 18 eggs set. 4 birds developed but died without pipping--one of which had a scissored beak and at least two of which had damage to the airsac during shipment. The eggs began hatching a day early, and unfortunately, the first poult to hatch out drowned in a tuppperware of water I had in the incubator to raise humidity. I thought the sides were high enough, but alas...
As you can see, one of the Narragansetts is not a Narri at all, but a white turkey of some sort. Jules thought it was cute and wanted to name it, to which we responded that the only thing she could name it was "dinner." This turkey will likely grace our Thanksgiving table this year.
The poults are doing well, generally, eating, drinking and growing, except for one little Narri poult who died yesterday--probably the one I helped out of the shell, though no way of knowing. It stayed signficantly smaller than the other poults and seemed either blind or brain damaged or both. It would circle the brooding pool with it's head down, peeping and looking for something warm to crawl under, quieting down only when one of the other poults let it snuggle up.
The turkeys began hatching on Friday, the 12th and finished up Saturday, with a total of 8 hatching live out of the 18 eggs set. 4 birds developed but died without pipping--one of which had a scissored beak and at least two of which had damage to the airsac during shipment. The eggs began hatching a day early, and unfortunately, the first poult to hatch out drowned in a tuppperware of water I had in the incubator to raise humidity. I thought the sides were high enough, but alas...
As you can see, one of the Narragansetts is not a Narri at all, but a white turkey of some sort. Jules thought it was cute and wanted to name it, to which we responded that the only thing she could name it was "dinner." This turkey will likely grace our Thanksgiving table this year.
The poults are doing well, generally, eating, drinking and growing, except for one little Narri poult who died yesterday--probably the one I helped out of the shell, though no way of knowing. It stayed signficantly smaller than the other poults and seemed either blind or brain damaged or both. It would circle the brooding pool with it's head down, peeping and looking for something warm to crawl under, quieting down only when one of the other poults let it snuggle up.
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