mugsy is currently sitting quietly in the back yard pondering life....with an entire egg held gently in his mouth. it must be a zen thing.
cleo, nola, and cody are not the least bit into zen, they promptly smashed their eggs on the ground and ate them. they have more common sense.
those were just free floating eggs in the chicken run that no one seemed particularly attached to.
but helga has gone eggy again, she is laying in the chicken's dog house cottage brooding over a clutch of eggs. i went thru this last spring with her when she sat on the things for almost a month (thank all chicken god's that they were duds.) i have this moral struggle every time she starts this crap...are there forming chicks in those shells?, or are they non viable eggs good for a moment of mugsy-zen. i personally believe once life has begun, in individual choice,..helga appears to be choosing protective mothering of those eggs of possibility..... i would prefer she tossed them right out of the freaking nest like everyone else in there does. (i hope they are blanks again and she is just living in a fantasy dream!)
so tonight is a night of egg mc-nothins because obviously nothing important is going on.
(oh except, mrs p is home from the vet and feeling a little bit better)