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I knew whatever had gotten Fluff’s chicks must
have had a fight, because Fluff was minus lots
of feathers too.
By the time Fluff was once again in her
protective mood, most of her feathers had
grown back. I snuck over to the corner, and
sure enough, there was a pile of eggs. I kept an
eye on them, and the first day I saw part of a
beak poking out of one, I rushed home to get
my little daughters and my wife. Fluff was
beginning to trust me a little bit, but the others
made her nervous. Still, she let us get within
about eight feet before she squawked her
warning. From that distance we watched for
quite a while, as a little yellow chick made its
way into the world.
Within a few days, there was a nest full of
babies for her to protect. My own girls
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