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rathbone
Lovin' The Homestead
So yesterday as I arrive home I do my usual routine which is to deposit the kids at the house, and I quickly skip out to the chicken yard to "look for eggs" which is code for me taking ten minutes of down time before going back in and trying to be a nice wife and mother.
My flock has Marek's and the reality of that is that almost all of them died...but a few survived. Only three hens kept laying. The others didn't die but NO EGGS. My hens all lay in the same nest so to my surprise - there weren't three eggs in there...but five. I looked up real quick thinking my husband was playing a trick on me. Maybe he had planted the eggs for me to find. He was, sure enough grinning from ear to ear. But I looked down again and two of those eggs were a telltale chocolate brown - a sure sign that my marans hens had started laying. So...I know have 15 hens and FIVE hens laying as opposed to three previously.
It is sad...but I will take it. Those were about the prettiest eggs I had ever seen. I gave them all a big handful of BOSS and went inside. I set the eggs up in a bowl on the counter to "just look at". My husband laughs about it but he now knows that when I put them in a pretty bowl it means that I did not forget them on the counter...I am admiring them.
My flock has Marek's and the reality of that is that almost all of them died...but a few survived. Only three hens kept laying. The others didn't die but NO EGGS. My hens all lay in the same nest so to my surprise - there weren't three eggs in there...but five. I looked up real quick thinking my husband was playing a trick on me. Maybe he had planted the eggs for me to find. He was, sure enough grinning from ear to ear. But I looked down again and two of those eggs were a telltale chocolate brown - a sure sign that my marans hens had started laying. So...I know have 15 hens and FIVE hens laying as opposed to three previously.
It is sad...but I will take it. Those were about the prettiest eggs I had ever seen. I gave them all a big handful of BOSS and went inside. I set the eggs up in a bowl on the counter to "just look at". My husband laughs about it but he now knows that when I put them in a pretty bowl it means that I did not forget them on the counter...I am admiring them.