While Bruce went hunting on Saturday, I spent a great deal of time with the chickens. Our five hens are developing a four-a-day habit, since Ruby and Little Spotty Hen are laying.
The first time we found a fourth egg in the nest we became quite excited and discoursed long and hard on who was responsible, Little Spotty or Ruby? A week went by before a fourth egg appeared again. And again we wondered. Now another week has passed, and almost every day we find a fourth egg, distinctly different in size and color from the other three. Number four is quite a bit smaller and paler in color, and is often more speckled compared to the jumbo sized rich brown eggs of the “big girls,” Tallulah, Dot, and Violet.
Bruce is convinced Little Spotty is the responsible party, but unless we catch them in the act we might never be sure. And if we go out too soon to the coop and disturb a chicky sitting in a nesting box, we feel quite guilty as they chastise us severely with lots of squawking and feather flapping. Once we have a “Five Egg Day” all doubts about who is doing what will be cleared up for good.
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