The chicks were chirping, wanting something. What? Oh, yes, just what they always want--food and water. All of a sudden, the timbre of the chirp changed. It sounded lonely. Oh my gosh? How did it escape? How will I get it from under the claw foot tub?
Nope, the one lonely sounding chick was sitting on the top of the box on a towel on the edge of the box. I have one box inside another for the insulating effect. It's cold here!
At TSC some of the chicks were jumping out of the boxes, tall boxes in which they were placed as people bought the chicks. I should have rejected those chicks, probably boys.
I put him back in, and closed up both boxes. Ahhh, silence.
It would have been a perfect photo if I had my camera. I wish it would cheep for me.
Can you tell by the chirp that one of the chicks has escaped or is somehow isolated?