Mystery of the tiny egg

continued from the previous post, Critters

Nobody fessed up to laying that goofy little tiny egg.

It had to be either Lucy, Lil'White or Pigeon, because the two young'uns aren't old enough to lay eggs.

I knew it wasn't Lucy.  Her eggs are perfect and pointy and pink, every time.

Lil'White's eggs  are cute as a button.
She decorates each one with little white speckles.

And then there's Pigeon:

Pigeon is a... creative egg-layer.

I showed Pigeon that little nugget and asked her, point-blank.  She sucked on a piece of grass and stared vacantly.

Guilty!


It was a "fart-egg", to quote Matt (of Foothills Poultry blog)--
...he's a guy who adores these little rarities so much, he collects them.
(see, I'm not any nuttier than the rest of you!)

I couldn't save this little treasure. I just had to know what was inside.
 

Inside that shell was a perfect tiny egg. The contents fit into a teaspoon.

I fried it up in the most gigantic of pans in order to emphasize its cuteness.

With a pinch of salt,

I savored it in one delicious bite.

Thank you, Pigeon!


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Fern and Daisy will soon be laying their first eggs, 
and I've only got one nest box.
One nest box is good enough for three hens, but not enough for five.


So.  I could add another nest box....

Or I could seize this opportunity to  
***build a whole new COOP!***


Not just a plain ol' coop this time.  

My girls deserve something more.

 perhaps the Moderne look:

Tudor?....

 the Monsoon style.... 

 

... Italian Farmhouse..?

 ....... they love Swiss cheese...

Of course, I could build them a respectable, practical, functional coop...

But this design does not begin to reflect their personalities.

What they'd really like is something like this:

but I think it's against the building code in my town.


So after I raid the scrap pile at the local lumber yard, I'll begin building the perfect coop for my gals.  

hmm... marble, mahogany, stained glass...central air...