Perfect little jewels--little brown jewels.
My girls started laying this week. I knew something was up. Ladybug was poking around--in bins, under the shed, in corners. She was ready--and this week she jumped into a bin, rearranged the straw in the bottom of it and after a chorus of squaaaaaks and clucks, there it was--a perfect little brown egg. My girls aren't babies anymore. Gimpy hasn't laid yet--but then she may never lay. She's still small--and broken.
Everybody else is busy tho--Abby is a morning layer--Gabby too--Ladybug late morning and even little Chicky-baby is laying. She takes a good long time getting her nest ready--arranging every straw until it's perfect. Bet she'd be a good little broody hen.
