The Early Bird

He or She is not quite old enough for a worm, but I awoke to a surprise chirp this morning. Occasionally just like in humans, a chick decides that 21 days is not their cup of tea and they will hatch when they want. This usually means a day 22 or 23 hatch. But not this strapping little fella. It was chirping away this morning, I thought I heard some chirps yesterday afternoon, but knew I must be crazy, so I never checked, it is possible that it was pipped and chirping yesterday, but this morning it is hatched and ready to take on the world. The sad part is that it is all alone because of it's desire to one up it's fellow hatchees. Hopefully later tonight and in the morning a few more will join him. They are scheduled to hatch tomorrow afternoon. I guess the little chick just couldn't wait anymore. It is a cute and healthy chick, so I guess that's what matters, even if he will chirp me a headache from being lonely. He is almost dry, I may take him on out to the barn.