Remember those big eggs I’ve been getting? The largest so far weighed 3.2 ounces. Oh, they’re so nice! When I stand on my tippy toes and peer over into the laying boxes and see those huge eggs, my heart is very glad. I wanted chickens and fresh eggs of my own for so long! I know my chickens are working extremely hard to give me those nice, often double yolkers. I’m so proud of them. In my mind, they’re laying so nicely because they’re happy, well cared for and because they like me a lot. In my mind, every day they’re thankful that they came to live with us! 🙂
So imagine my surprise Sunday morning when I crept out to the chicken coop, just barely after daylight, after having slept only about 4 hours. My family was still sleeping and my intent was to crawl back into bed as soon as I let the chickens out, gathered eggs and walked the visiting puppy. That didn’t happen . . the crawling back in bed part.
Can you see how small that rascal is? Look at it in the egg carton; the carton which usually will not even close because the eggs are too big.
When I was getting ready to fix Chad an egg, I told him I had a special egg for him. He said “Is it a huge one?” I showed it to him!
Then I cracked it and . . it wasn’t right! Not exactly sure what went wrong but something was wrong with that egg and I hope I don’t get any more like that.