Oh my!!!! My poor little (little, as in HUGE) roo, Hansel. He was such a goofy, uncoordinated boy. He used to try and mate with my girls and they would sit with what appeared crossed legs, shrug him off, and then go off laughing with their friends. Well, he has blossomed. Big, stunning, and quite a hit with the ladies. I checked and my eggs are definitely fertile!!! Now the bator is screaming at me. I promised that I wouldn't hatch any more until Spring!!!! Please, someone save me from myself!!!!! With every egg I crack that horrible 80's era Debbie Gibson song "Could Have Been" pops into my head. I must maintain control!!!!