Cranky Brat (if some remember this female gouldian) had hatched her first egg and is raising a 6 day old chick.
Bill checks her nest. "Ummm, honey........
"Okay I dont like the sound of that "umm honey". I FREEZE with each hand holding a poopy bathdish from the societies. (by the way this is never an attractive pose).
I'm staring at him like "what, WHAT??"
Bill scratches his head "There's another chick in there"
Me : WHAT???
I zoom into the kitchen spilling poop water on my shirt, toss the dishes in the sink, zip back to the living room, get a step stool and peer into the nest. And yep, there it is. A newly hatched baby squirming helplessly under the FAT BUTT of a 6 day old chick!
And you know this chick is thinking "what did I do to deserve THIS"??
My face has a desperate look of "I DONT WANNA HANDFEED AGAIN."
Then my wonderful Bill, cool as a cucumber points to my other gouldian's (Bri's cage that hatched 3 yesterday).
"She's got one egg unhatched, put the chick in there and pull out the egg" BRILLIANT!!
So we check Bri's egg for viability (its a dud), and while the parents are shoo-ed out to grab a bite to eat, we EGG-change Brat's newborn into Bri's nest of newborns removing the dud egg.Brat went back to feeding her 6 day old, Bri went right back to feeding her 3 dayolds + Brat's newborn.
All is well in the world again. Phew.....
(Thanks to Bill on that one).
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