Okay, so I've only been involved with chickens since the end of February or the beginning of March. I had an incubator for years and decided to get eggs and hatch some. Great! Everything turns out better than I could have hoped. I've been incubating eggs from both ebay and here on BYC.
Then someone bamboozles me! I don't know if I'm more angry or hurt. I paid for some SLW eggs that I really really wanted. My husband told me, choose either BO's or SLW's. I pay for them, from someone that I thought I had developed a friendship with, put those sweet eggs into the 'bator, even though I questioned that at least 2 eggs looked like bantam sized. (She sometimes throws extras in, which I didn't mind)
I lovingly turned those eggs, counted down the days until they would hatch. I wake up this morning to chicks. Only one is POSSIBLY a SLW. And I'm sure the little teeny tiny feather footed bantam is NOT a SLW.
Of course I'm here by myself as my husband headed to NY with my grandson so he could see his mother for his birthday (today). I just sat down on the chair in my incubator/brooder room and cried. Talk about betrayal. My husband has told me for years that people on the other side of this monitor aren't worth getting emotionally involved with until you either actually meet them or talk to them on the phone. Sometimes I wish I had taken his advice.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Laurie
Then someone bamboozles me! I don't know if I'm more angry or hurt. I paid for some SLW eggs that I really really wanted. My husband told me, choose either BO's or SLW's. I pay for them, from someone that I thought I had developed a friendship with, put those sweet eggs into the 'bator, even though I questioned that at least 2 eggs looked like bantam sized. (She sometimes throws extras in, which I didn't mind)
I lovingly turned those eggs, counted down the days until they would hatch. I wake up this morning to chicks. Only one is POSSIBLY a SLW. And I'm sure the little teeny tiny feather footed bantam is NOT a SLW.
Of course I'm here by myself as my husband headed to NY with my grandson so he could see his mother for his birthday (today). I just sat down on the chair in my incubator/brooder room and cried. Talk about betrayal. My husband has told me for years that people on the other side of this monitor aren't worth getting emotionally involved with until you either actually meet them or talk to them on the phone. Sometimes I wish I had taken his advice.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Laurie
