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| Ever since the launch of my coop earlier this fall, egg production has been pretty steady. For the most part, I get one egg per chicken per day. Occasionally one of my ladies skips a day, but for the most part things have been pretty consistent. I've even been able to determine who lays when. Rob goes in the morning before breakfast, William generally waits until after, and Hank... well he seems to put things off and 'just gets around to it' whenever she can. Furthermore, with regularity has come familiarity. I am now able to ID which eggs came from which chicken simply by color. So in short, after 3 months of just trying to get my arms around the situation, I was starting to feel like a real chicken farmer. |
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| Still, by no means has this made me an expert. Every day I learn a little something new about running an underground Chicken Ranch right in the heart of a busy metropolitan area. Case in point, check out the monstrosity of an egg in the picture below. |
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| The other morning, before going to work but after feeding the cat and dog, I went out to the coop to feed the chickens a bunch of breakfast my kids didn't eat and collect any eggs. Usually all three of my ladies come barreling down the plank when I open up the coop, but on this morning, William sat the morning feast out as she appeard to be laying her 'post breakfast egg' a little early. But while handing out meal, it became clear that something else was going on with William. In addition to being a little bit early, she was also making all sorts of groaning boc-boc sounds that were clearly different than the ones from her usual lay. Still, I sort of ignored it all and went on to work. |
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| Later in the day, I had to come home and meet a HVAC guy at the house. Since I was a few minutes early, I went and checked up on William just to see how things were going inside the coop. To my surprise, and concern, she was still at it even after over four hours - ouch! It wasn't until Ava came home from school and did her part of helping tend to the ranch by administering the afternoon feeding did we stumble upon the super egg. At first, I was afraid to even open the thing for fear of what might be inside. Still, curiosity got the best of me so we gathered up the family and started taking pictures. Sure enough, it was a double-yolk egg. I had no idea such a thing even existed in nature. |
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| So congratulations William... you've made it into the Amazing Achievement archive. Now get back to work. |
- 11/28/2008 6:17:33 PM