I got up to check my 'bator this morning and found it at 110. It is day 20, and I killed them all. This is the second time I have gotten within days of hatching and something has gone wrong. I am so dissapointed that I am seriously thinking of giving up on hatching my own entirely. I have been daydreaming about dragging my 'bator out to the middle of the pasture and beating the #$%* out of it with a baseball bat (anyone seen the movie Office Space?). I know that when my dear hubby comes home to find me sitting on the floor,holding dead eggs and wailing"...why lord?...why?", he willl immediatly offer to buy me the fanciest, most high falootin' 'bator out there. But I don't know if I have it in me to take care of eggs for three weeks just to kill them in the end. Again.