The days of being a cat in Japan

Over there, two adult chickens were staring at each other with a guy who had just hatched. Not far away, the civet cat was suspicious of another fluffy egg that he had grabbed out of the chicken coop.

Meow, didn't you say that it's a badass?Why did the chickens hatch again after rolling and rolling?

Now that one has hatched, will the other one also hatch?

The more I thought about it, the more suspicious the raccoon cat ran out from behind the big black cat, walked to the side of another egg, and carefully fiddled with the remaining egg with its paws.

After waving the cihuamao a few times, it turned around and ran away. It hid behind the big black cat and poked its head out to observe carefully. When it found no response, it walked over again.

Rolling the egg back and forth with its paws for a long time, the civet cat lowered its head and listened carefully with its ears pressed against the eggshell.

After tossing around, Lihuamao finally confirmed that this egg was really a fluffy egg, and there was no chick that was about to hatch inside.

Meow, so the cat can rest assured that there will be no accidents.

The cihuamao is relieved, but the white-feathered chicken is about to explode its nest.

The little chick that was rolled to them was quite quiet when it was just hatched, just squatting on the ground and staring at them with its small eyes.

But after about ten minutes, when the fluff on the little chick's body slowly dried up, the little thing stood up, tilted its head, chirped, and chirped at it and Xiaolu.

The crowing of the chick just hatched was not loud, and the cihuamao, who was not too close, didn't hear anything clearly.

But looking at Xiaolu and Noisy's feathers that were about to stand up, it felt that those words were not too popular among males.

Green pheasants and white-feathered chickens are indeed very nervous, because the cry of the newly hatched chicks is the cry that the young chicks only make when they are showing affection to their mothers.

Among poultry, neither domestic chickens nor pheasant males have the habit of bringing up young, and their nature has no concept of caring for young.

The white-feathered chicken is okay, no matter how it is, it has also brought dumplings, but the green pheasant is different, this one was born without knowing what taking care of children is.

So after hearing the chirping of the little chick, the green pheasant's first reaction was to straighten its feathers and back away quickly, and then stare at the little thing vigilantly, as if it was some kind of monster.

Seeing this, the white-feathered chicken smiled wryly. It had a feeling that it seemed that it was going to find them if it was in trouble.

Just when the yard became very quiet because of the 'dead and resurrected' fluffy egg chick, suddenly there were bursts of chirping and chirping sounds outside the yard.

The old hen who went out not long after, wandered back from the gate with a group of chicks.

Just as Cihuamao imagined before, that old hen really has experience in raising chicks.

It knows that the newly hatched chicks are very fragile, so it doesn't take these children away, but just circles around the yard of the house and comes back.

Seeing the old hen, the little green with its feathers erect showed an expression of finally being saved, and then dragged a bunch of beautiful long tails, and ran over there quickly.

The old hen was really crowing to the chicks, pulling out with her paws what she had found that the chicks could eat, and was sharing the food with the chicks who came rushing up after hearing the sound.

Seeing the beautiful male rushing towards her, the strong old hen immediately exploded the feathers on her neck, spread her wings and croaked loudly.

Following its chirping, those little chicks who had been hatched for less than half a day nimbly ran towards it from all directions, then squeezed away other brothers and sisters, and plunged themselves under the mother's wings.

The old hen hid the chicks, then turned her head and put on a very fierce posture towards the little green who was galloping over.

Angry, her feathers stood up all over her body, and she spread her wings at the same time, so that the little chicks could hide deeper, and she could also make herself look bigger and more difficult to mess with.

Hiding the children under its own wings, the old hen, which doesn't look as big as a little green, tried every means to protect these little chicks who actually had no blood relationship with it.

In order to ensure the pedigree of the domestic chickens, if they do not want to change the roosters, under normal circumstances, people in the village will not use their own eggs when hatching eggs.

Most of them will bring some eggs to the homes of other villagers far away from them to exchange some breeding eggs.

Grandma Fujimoto did the same, so these chicks hiding under the hen's wings have nothing to do with her.

But the old hen obviously didn't care about this, and seeing that the one she hatched by herself was her baby, she had to protect it.

Because of the old hen's overreaction, the green pheasant had to stop not far away.

Because it felt that if it came close, the old hen would fly up and peck it fiercely.

The female animal guarding the cubs is not to be messed with, this is a rule that all animals know.

The green pheasant that stopped halfway was obviously very unwilling. After thinking about it, it suddenly ran towards the sandpit that had just bathed.

The color of the chick that hatched later was different from other chicks in this brood. Its whole body was covered with black down, only its claws and small beak were bright yellow.

Maybe it's because of the different breeds that this little thing hatched later than other chicks.

However, the civet cat's crazily rolling circles just now seemed to have some influence on this little thing. After a long while of dizziness, it was able to swing towards the white feather chicken with a pair of short legs that were as thick as toothpicks. go over there.

But before it moved to the white feather chicken, the little green guy ran over first, bent his body and lowered his head, and used his small head with feathers to push the chicken to the old hen.

Oh, oh, oh, little thing, your mother is over there, hurry up and don't look for the wrong chicken.

The ignorant chick was gently supported by the green pheasant, and sent to the side of the old hen. Xiaolu hoped that the old hen would recognize the little thing that had just hatched.

The two males were born without the habit of taking care of chicks, and they have no experience in how to take care of chicks, so it is better to return this little thing to its mother.

However, the old hen with its ruffled feathers, after watching the lonely chick vigilantly for a while, suddenly stretched its head and pushed the black chick away.

After finishing this action, the old hen continued to call the green pheasant, obviously it did not recognize the little thing as its child.

Seeing this, Little Green jumped up and down, and explained to the old hen side by side, saying that this is the child she hatched, but it just hatched later.

The old hen snorted when she heard the words and said that she would not recognize it when it came out of the shell, so don't try to use some messy guys to fool her.

When a mother becomes stubborn, it is really hard to get her to change her mind.

No matter what Xiaolu explained, the old hen just couldn't believe that the little black thing hatched by itself.

And the old hen who was carrying the baby obviously didn't have much patience, it didn't want to entangle with these guys too much, a group of males know what raising children is?It's nonsense to talk too much with them.

So the old hen with fried wings stepped back carefully step by step, and when it reached a position where it felt safe, it called out all the children hidden under its wings and left quickly.

And the unrecognized little black chicken stood in the middle of the yard with a terrified expression.

It was still very young and didn't understand why it was being pushed around by those adult chickens?

A gust of majestic wind blew past, and the little thing, which had just emerged from its shell for less than an hour, began to tremble.

Although it is already spring, the temperature is not yet high enough.

Cihuamao remembered that when it was watching the news in the morning, the beautiful weather forecaster seemed to say that the highest temperature today was only in the early twenties.

At this temperature, it is difficult for a chick with a layer of fine fluff to keep warm. When artificially hatching, they will be placed in an incubator.

And the old hen with chicks will also pay special attention during this time. If there is a slight disturbance, it will blow its wings and let the chicks hide in. Only at noon when the sun is very sunny, the chicks will be allowed to come out run.

Seeing the shivering and pitiful little black chicken standing in the middle of the yard, Noisy's heart softened, and it walked over to imitate what the old hen did just now, blowing up its wings and letting the little chicken crawl in first to get warm and talk.

Seeing this, the little black chicken ran over quickly, and got under the thick wings of the white feather chicken. At the beginning, it would chirp a few times, but then it became silent, as if it had fallen asleep.

When the yard finally became quiet again, the white-feathered chicken and the green pheasant tilted their heads to look at the raccoon cat.

The guilty cihuamao squatted on the ground dejectedly, and it also knew that it seemed that it seemed to be in trouble again.

Meow, don't look at the cat like that, the cat really thought it was a hatched egg, who knew it would hatch a chick?

If the cat knew it, it would never touch it, but she would not recognize the chick that was obviously not the hen looking at it, so no matter whether the cat rolled it out or not, the little black chicken Chickens don't end up with a mother to take care of them.

Newly hatched chicks will recognize the first moving thing they see as their mother, and a hen who watches the chicks hatch will also have a natural maternal instinct for them.

Some hens are good mothers, and even if they are not hatched by themselves, she will help take care of the chicks, but this one is obviously not.

Now this is a chick that has completely lost its mother's care. However, if a chick of this age is not cared by an adult chicken, it is difficult to survive even in a relatively safe environment.

So what should we do now?

The white feather chicken looked at the sweet little black chicken curled up and sleeping under its wings, the expression on the chicken's face was very bewildered.