And here’s a bird that had grown up from a chick, had never seen any parents has raise, ever raised children, ever incubate eggs. And lo and behold, we had such good fortune. He walked over to the eggs and we were so fearful he wouldn’t step upon them or ignore them. He didn’t either. He pushed them very gently together and then straddled the eggs and incubated two full months, 60 days, and he only left those eggs just for seconds to drink and eat. We could throw the bananas to him so he could eat on the nest. But as far as water, he’d come over and drink just a few scoops a day. And the 60th day, a chick emerged, just a perfect little replica, except it’s pattern, instead of being glossy black was strippen like a zebra, it was golden and black, and it followed the parent.
