Kind of funny because while I was hauling canning jars out of the shop yesterday, my chickens were squawking at me and I said, “Oh shut up and go lay me an egg for God’s sake!”
I guess they showed me.
The first egg was found this morning, under the roost. Poor thing, didn’t even know how to get off the roost first! It was found broken cracked and in pretty bad shape.
The second egg was dropped on a paver in the yard. Surprisingly, it survived. The third was laid by Lucille, and she laid in the nest like an old pro.
ABOVE: Ethel is one of the original flock. She likes to charge poor little Pearl, below.
Ethel was at the bottom of the pecking order before Pearl and Ruby moved in, so now she goes into over kill to keep from being at the bottom of the new girls.
Just like junior high school.
Pearl is the sweetest of the entire flock. She runs toward us and wants to be picked up or simply patted. She especially loves Mark. It’s pretty amazing–she thinks he’s her rooster because he saved her from Ethel.