It's what I do.
Well, it's what the chickens do. I just .... Oh you know what I meant!!
It's a calamity!
It's a drama!
It's... it's... well, it's a white egg.
We're getting around 7-8 eggs a day now. Most of those are little eggs - they'll get larger in time. Of course we have the 2 older gals, Thelma and Louise, and lots of younger Barred Rocks (those are the black and white ones). However, Louise lays light brown (barred rock) and Thelma (Rhode Island Red) lays darker brown eggs.
So who could a white one belong to?
And then I started to suspect someone:
LWC was one of the chickens that my sister brought to me. She's .. well.. little.. and white. Well mostly white. Because she is smaller and an outcast, she gets forced to roost under the roost. Stupid move, since you get pooped on all night long.
I mean, it kinda made sense. She's gaining a bit of weight, her comb and waddle are getting bigger, and more red.... and she doesn't look like anyone else.
Let's ponder this while Thelma sings us a song.
It was purdy wasn't it?
It's her "egg song". When I hear this clucking from around 3 miles away, I know there'll be a light brown and highly misshapen egg soon.
LWC and I were trying to bond today. Actually LWC was trapped in the coop with me, and I happened to have my camera. This gave me some time to ponder white eggs and singlar white chickens.
Then I got to thinking...
What if... What if LWC, was even more different. What if.. LWC...
What if LWC WAS A ROOSTER!!???
I said that too.
I think this deserves a little more research. Who's going in with me? It involves chicken poop - but only on your shoes. Kinda. Ignore the chicken that pooped down the side of my favorite white shirt the other day. That only happens 27% of the time!!