But these chickens. Are. Freaking. Me. Out.
Because they don't lay the same amount of eggs every day:
See, I am obsessive enough to keep track of how many eggs they lay every day.
Some of these hens are SLACKERS!!!
I know this is nature, and I am thrilled (really, I am!) that they are even laying like gangbusters here the end of December. Except for the Aracana - we haven't seen a 1 colored egg. And I don't think the Jersey Giants are all laying just yet (but both the Aracana hen and the Jersey Giant hens are only 23 weeks old - and I think since they are a heavy breed, it can take them up to 30 weeks to lay pretty regularly).
But you would think they would pop me out an extra egg every once in a while so I would have an even dozen eggs, rather than 13 one day, 15 one day (the night before they laid 15 eggs in a day, Todd went out behind the chicken coop and shot off his muzzelloader before going hunting Saturday - to make sure it was working. We joke that he scared eggs out of most the hens out there as I found 3 eggs laying on the floor of the coop), 11 one day, 8 one day, and then 12 for a couple days? I know these are excellent numbers for the end of December in a 17 layer hen flock.....
This empty hole in this dozen eggs is killing me! Just killing me.
Now I'm off to sweet talk them before the days' laying begins. Maybe they will gift me with 13 eggs today, and I can breath easy for a couple days. And FYI - it doesn't bother me to have an egg carton with 6 or 8 or 4 eggs, but 11? For 3 days running? C'mon.
PS - and I have tried to talk the kids into eating an extra couple of eggs every day so it doesn't bug me so much but....we still somehow manage to end up with 11 eggs in a carton.
PPS - and Abby is running along. She's apparently not in any pain from the congestive heart failure - we talked to Todd's uncle (who is a vet in Western PA) - he said she most likely will just go to sleep one night and not wake up. She was out chasing bunny rabbits on Saturday when it was 64 degrees out here so....hopefully she will enjoy each day to the fullest until she goes peacefully in her sleep. Unfortunately, there is no "miracle" cure and 11 1/2 is pretty old for a dog. I'd rather have her for the 14-15 years that Jack Russell's can live for, but that may not be.....Thanks everyone for your kind wishes!
PPS - if anyone wants to see the apron I made out of my batik fabrics before I made my quilt top - go here. This was for my brother's girlfriend for Christmas and it was HARD to give the apron up.