I’ve fallen prey to one of the classic blunders!

When the eggs started arriving, they showed up all over the place. So I looked all over the place. Then the ladies settled down and started using the nesting boxes exclusively…or so it seemed. And so I foolishly relaxed.

What are you doing way back there, sweetie? And what's that sticking out from under you?

What are you doing way back there, sweetie? And what’s that sticking out from under you?

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

32 eggs. Of, um, various vintages...

32 eggs. Of, um, various vintages…

Nesting boxes re-arranged. I apologize for having complained about your work ethic, ladies.

Nesting boxes re-arranged. I apologize for having complained about your work ethic, ladies.

Y’know how I’m always bitching about how stupid chickens are? Well, they outsmarted me

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5 Responses to I’ve fallen prey to one of the classic blunders!

  1. Landlady says:

    Oh. My God. Gotta wonder how many of those have little embryos forming…

  2. That was my first thought too. (little embryos)

    I got a good laugh on this one, Joel – after the first photo caption I was wondering if you’d found a chick. What was that book title going to be – “Chickens iz Stoopid” or such?

    Ever heard of ‘candling an egg’? Might want to familiarise yourself…

  3. Chocs says:

    Yup, I am adding my experienced voice to the two folks above. Candling is a goooood idea when you have that many eggs of uncertain date-of-lay.
    I do like PNO’s title “Chickens Iz Stoopid” though…

  4. MamaLiberty says:

    I can’t remember now if you still have a rooster. If so, then candling would be in order. Otherwise, if those eggs are not more than a week old they should be ok. It’s cool there now. Different story in the summer, obviously.

    And, just for the record, that’s not a smart chicken, that’s just normal behavior. sigh. I had several over the years that would go to unbelievable lengths to hide a nest of eggs. Something about darwin and an instinct to procreate. Hardwired into them, so to speak. But they’ll do it in the absence of a rooster too. They don’t know the difference.

  5. Joel says:

    I have isolated those eggs from the ones I’ve been saving for you, Landlady. But the overall count should increase more quickly now. 🙂

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