I can’t stop candling my eggs
I’ve candled those eggs every night since day 6, and they’re growing like little chickenweeds. I know I should just leave well enough alone, but I can’t seem to stop. At first, there was one egg I thought had the bacterial ring of death, but it turns out it was a blood vessel–which are harder to see in brown eggs anyway.
As of tonight, this is the tally:
7 you can see the baby chickens bouncing around in
2 where there’s all the right dark/light stuff, and possibly a bounce, but am not totally sure
1 where the dark/light stuff is not as clear, but definitely there
2 infertile eggs, which are absolutely clear, and incidentally funky shaped
I also had a casualty; I got one extra, and it stuck to the egg turner. I tried dribbling some water down the side to dislodge it, but the shell cracked when it finally came out.
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Crud. That happens some times, even with the real mamas. We have Embden and Toulouse babies now and hopefully more to hatch in the next day or so. Was there a baby in the stuck egg?
You know, I just couldn’t look. It would have KILLED me if there were one. But I’m on the home stretch! They’re due to hatch starting Friday, though I think some might come out a little earlier. It’s strange how some seem much more developed than others!
You and Erin would get along fantastically. She and her husband Nate have two fully grown hens, Roxanne and Rose, and two new chicks that they got in April named Lilian and Gertrude. And of course, Carol and I have Edith and Amelia.