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Which of these things is not like the other, which of these things does not belong?
On the way back from cleaning up the horse's pen I peeked into the chicken house hoping to see an egg. I was rewarded with three. And even better yet, one of them was much smaller and either a very light brown or white. A new chicken is laying!
(Insert Happy Dance here.)
Since it looked white and was so very small, and I'm reasonably sure our white chicken is two to three weeks older than the others, I've decided Rat Boy also known as Snow is the culprit.
Yay!
ETA: The next day she gave me another egg, so later that evening I made H and S each their own tiny one egg ham and cheese omelet out of the eggs.
On the way back from cleaning up the horse's pen I peeked into the chicken house hoping to see an egg. I was rewarded with three. And even better yet, one of them was much smaller and either a very light brown or white. A new chicken is laying!
(Insert Happy Dance here.)
Since it looked white and was so very small, and I'm reasonably sure our white chicken is two to three weeks older than the others, I've decided Rat Boy also known as Snow is the culprit.
Yay!
ETA: The next day she gave me another egg, so later that evening I made H and S each their own tiny one egg ham and cheese omelet out of the eggs.
