In early August, the little red hens finally began laying. Pickens (Petra’s chicken) was the first.
Petra was so excited, she danced all over the place with the egg (thus the blurry phone picture).
She wouldn’t eat it. She wouldn’t let me put it in the fridge. She wanted to take it to bed with her…
And then she tripped and it broke. Lesson learned.
Luckily, there was another one the next day.
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