I found these little squirmies the other day. They were in a little pool filled with water that the chickens drink out of. I was worried that they came from the chickens and that I would have to treat the whole flock for parasites. And possibly our cats. I was googling treatment options and what we should do with the yard.
Instead of running to Tractor Supply and buying a cart full of supplies, I decided to ask some of my chicken friends and talk with my vet. The consensus was that they’re just some poor, unfortunate earthworms.
Whew. Bullet dodged for now.
With all the eggs we’ve been getting, I have been obsessed with finding new recipes to use them. I remembered my Oma making this giant pancake thing when I was little. It was called a German Pancake. Continue reading