My sister-in-law arrived about 10:15 with my niece and her cousin. They were here for a visit and to see the chickens, which they've not met yet. As we approached the coop, Pete Rose and Betty were no where to be found. This is unusual, as Pete is usually crowing the second he sees me. I am his mother after all. But today they were not there. I was mildly alarmed and wondered aloud , "Where's my rooster?". I opened the coop door and there he was and Betty was inside the nesting box panting an in obvious distress. Expecting that perhaps she might be ready to lay an egg, she is 20 weeks old after all, I shut the door to give her her privacy. I checked her a couple of times quickly, no change and she wasn't moving. We stood around the pen chatting over chickens and suddenly, my sister-in-law and Maestro both said, "I heard a knock sound in the coop!". I opened the door and sure enough, there was Betty proudly standing over her very first egg. To say I was excited was an understatement. And Betty let out a very proud cackle of her own.
The picture above is a normal large egg, on the right is Betty's first pullet egg. Small, but perfectly formed. We cracked it open last night to see if it was the way it should be on the inside. It was miniature, but perfectly formed, all parts there, color right.
Our little farmstead is making food. That's the most awesome thing I can think of.
Wishing you miniature eggs in your nest, ~Peacemom
2 comments:
Congratulations, I am so excited for you and Betty! There is nothing like the thrill of the first egg. The next best experience is having the honor of watching one of your girls lay. Lots of grunting and pushing! Looking forward to reading more about your girl's, happy summer, Julie.
Awesome!! Congratulations!! :)
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