I have noticed over the last few days that one of the chooks was acting a little out of sorts at times and I suspected that her time was finally coming.
Egg laying, not death! Geeez, settle down.
When I went out to say hi this morning there were only three running around… uh oh…. maybe death…?
When I went into their house to see if she was ok there she was, hiding in one of the boxes we are using as a temporary nester. Phew, not dead then…
I backed away quietly so as not to disturb her and went on my way. The next time I went up with some cool watermelon for their lunch (still really hot here) she was out and running around with the rest, so I took the opportunity to see if there was anything there.
Voila! I white egg 😀 Yaaaay!
Even though I wanted to grab it up and run around Yaaaay!-ing I left it in place after quietly taking a photo.
Number 2 son has become quite the small-time farmer and has taken on a lot of the care of the vegie garden and chickens, (I’m still dragging around the heavy watering cans though) so I thought he would be even more thrilled than I was when he found it.
Once we got home from school I mentioned that one of the chooks had been behaving strangely in the afternoon and asked if he would go and check if they were ok.
He went straight up there to check on his feathery friends while I watched sneakily from inside. Seconds later he flew back across the garden brandishing his prize with a gigantic smile plastered across his face, and was so thrilled that he immediately rang the Man at work to share the excitement. 😀
Now my big problem is that Number 2 is allergic to eggs! I will have to come up with an alternative special treat for him when the egg is finally cooked so he won’t feel like he has missed out.