This girl is breaking my heart. Yesterday 3 of her adopted guinea fowl keets flew over the fence. Miraculously they survived the night despite the heavy rain and two resident foxes. This morning they were waiting to be let back into the pen and rejoined their family.
All morning the poor mother hen has stood looking through the fence, listening out for any movement or noise, only leaving occasionally to tend the 'others' How do I explain to her that she has all 13 of her keets. Bless her, motherhood has taken it's toll on her, the keets are as big as she is now and she has also started to moult. She has been such an amazing mum
