Story of the First Egg
We got our first egg!
This is the whole story.
Well, I picked up our daughter from Volleyball practice, so it was about
5pm when we got home. A terrible storm was brewing, so she went
to let her lambkins into the barn, and I checked on the chickens who were
all snuggled down in the hen house. I counted them out of habit
and I only counted 11! I ran and got my daughter from the barn and she counted them
and there was still only 11!
So, I ran to ask Farmer John if a terrible tragedy had happened on the
farm that day, but he hadn’t seen anything, so we all ran out to
search for the wayward chicken before it was dark, as we got
near the barn my youngest daughter came out of the barn with a very exhausted
chicken that she had found in the corner of the barn, sitting on
its small precious first egg.
Gosh, once the sun sets chickens get very docile. Anyway, we put the darling into the hen house
with the rest of her buddies, some food and water, and hope they
all have a good night!
I think we are going to be finding eggs everywhere on this free range paradise. What we are going to do
to circumvent that happening, is we are going to put plastic
Easter eggs in the laying boxes, so the chickens will see those
fake eggs and think – hey, good idea, it’s cozy and warm in
here, maybe I’ll leave my little darling here as well. Chickens
are joiners, don’t you know!
Wow, I love farm life!
Now I’ll probably stay awake and worry tonight! Are they warm
and cozy enough? Is their feed right? There is always something
to worry about!