My diabolical plot to hatch more chickens is afoot. In today's mail I received the Welsummer eggs that I had gotten through an auction. The auction was for six eggs, and I received ten. After the auction had ended, I had e-mailed the seller and asked for the PayPal payment information. The seller did an incredible random act of kindness by gifting me the eggs, including the shipping, and wished me a Merry Christmas. That was a totally nice and unexpected act on the part of the seller. So, I know that these Welsummer eggs already have the advantage of good karma. The Welsummer eggs arrived today while wife and I were shopping. Teenage daughter intercepted several mail packages and presented them to us as surprises when we got home from shopping. Wife received some knitting yarn and asked what I had gotten. My response was, "Oh, just a little something I had ordered". Then I dashed off to the sunroom to unpack and hide them while letting them rest properly before I set them in the incubator. I'm getting more secretive by the moment with these egg shipments. Why, I don't know. Although I now suffer from a hatching egg addiction, it's not as if I'm buying illegal drugs or alcohol and trying to hide it. I'm a fairly well-behaved husband: no alcohol, no bars, no other women, no gambling, not into sports on television, no hunting or fishing addiction, share cat litterbox duty, cook occasionally, will wash laundry, will kill roaches, scorpions, and trap rodents when necessary, do the monthly finances, and sometimes give foot rubs or back rubs when asked. So, having a few little chickens is certainly the least of the vices from which I could choose. I did set the Welsummer eggs in the incubator tonight. One egg looked like it might have had a small crack and perhaps a smidgen of white had oozed from the egg. I used a damp paper towel to wipe off what looked like a drop of stickiness on the egg and used scotch tape to cover over the crack. I know I read somewhere on the forums where people have sealed cracks with wax and still are able to get such an egg to hatch. Well, I couldn't find a candle tonight, so I improvised with the scotch tape. Perhaps I can find a birthday candle somewhere tomorrow and do the patch job over again. Most of the Welsummer eggs were a fairly dark brown and almost all of them had really dark spots on them. At least these are the darkest, reddish cocoa colored eggs I have ever seen. I am so hoping that at least some of these make it to hatching and that most are pullets rather than roos. However, daughter saw a photo on the Internet of a Welsummer roo and she is pulling for a roo to hatch.