The Labours of Matilda
We didn't have an egg yesterday from our super-reliable hen, Matilda. I think this is why:
She was saving herself for this epic effort on the left. In the middle is one of her normal eggs, and to the right is one of the bantam's.
Fortunately she seems none the worse for the experience, and shot out of the stable as enthusiastically as normal to tuck into the remains of son's lunch.
Ouch.
Comments
There's something so vintage pony book about keeping hens - it seems to be a realatively common feature.
Juxtabook - that was a big baby, and I don't think c-sections are exactly a walk in the park!
- ours was a double-yolker. They've settled down a bit since then, but one of the girls is so resolutely broody that drastic measures are called for.