I'm so egg-cited!!
Thursday afternoon, my girls came bounding in from playing outside, yelping loudly, "Look! We found an egg!"
Sure enough, they had indeed found the first egg laid by any of our hens!
I was amused at the timing of this finding, on the coldest day of the year. Coldest, that is, until Friday. Which, much to my delight, was even colder, and on which Zak came bounding in near noon announcing another find.
We got sure confirmation today that it's Butterball who finally started. Kit and I were outside playing around the time I figured our Golden Girl might drop another. Sure enough, she wasn't in the run with the other girls. After about ten minutes, I heard a thump in the hen house, and a second later Butterball popped her head into the run. We ran excitedly to open the egg door, and sitting in the nesting box was a beautiful little light tan egg!
Theoretically, the others are age-wise in the range to start laying for their breeds, but honestly, only two others are really showing more signs of readiness.
I was really beginning to wonder if we had somehow messed up some vital step to helping chickens grow, though everything I read said we didn't. Mostly though I hoped we hadn't missed our window for them to start, with the weather cooling finally, and less daylight, the conditions for laying are not exactly "prime" from what all the research says.
Clearly however, our chickens are as quirky as their owners and like to do things with flare. And just like all of my kids, in their own time and way.
Now that we have three, I had promised the kids I would cook one for each of them. Guess were having eggs for lunch!
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