Twins? Or, Counting My Chickens.

Not only did I find this totally enthralling… but also a wee bit creepy. There’s summat in there!

You can’t see it too well, but the chick embryos are spinning and moving in a lively fashion around the egg. Colonel Mustard has left a posthumous legacy: 5 out of the 8 Brahma eggs have tiny light-shy occupants, which is excellent for a lady and gent rather past their prime. 3 of the 6 Orpingtons are also fertile, with a couple more I wasn’t sure about. Again, not bad considering they arrived via Royal Mail.

Poor Mrs Brahma is pecking about disconsolately again, all on her tod. She’ll have lots of tiny friends in a few weeks, but in the meantime I may buy her more fox food another companion.

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