This morning, we all headed out to see to the animals. Baby waters, food, waters. And the greenhouse. I wandered around trying to get photos of the single baby to update on the blog contest, in between filling watering cans. I thought I heard a lost baby, Wyatt did too. He wandered around looking for a baby without a mama, I got back to work.
Wyatt came back carrying a little one. I asked if it was lost, or why he was holding her. He said she was more than lost, she was standing in a play water, with her head barely above the water line, getting cold. So off he headed to the livestock towels and the couch to dry and warm his little friend.
When I cam inside, she wasn't drying off or warming up enough, so Wyatt and Daddy asked for the hair dryer and gt to work warming and fluffing her. In the end, her eyes were bright and her fluff warm and fluffy. Charlie thought she was ready to go back outside, so he gave her a talk about staying out of the pool. Wyatt took her back out to her mama, and luckily guessed the right mama on the first shot. He put her down, and she ran to her mama, her mama running to her.
The two headed back to the other babies together. Happy ending, this time. For all of the baby waters we put out, we still occasionally have some try their feathers and the water that helps the big chickens stay cool this time of year. we just have to be very vigilant! Funny, warming up babies used to be a big Remington job. Miss her every day.
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