Well, we just got home. its dark outside and we went into the hen house and there she was in the nest, sitting on someones eggs. i lifted her off and she was plastered with her very weak shell and yoke all over her. i handed her to my husband, he let the door close and as i was getting the eggs of the day (my oldest didn't do it today) he opened the door and said it was already done. less than 20 seconds. i hadn't even finished gathering the eggs of the day and it was over. He told her, he was sorry and then did what he had to do. He said this is the only part of farming that everyone hates to do. (cull due to illness, not food)
thanks for all your support. your a great bunch of people.
Have a Blessed rest of your day
Gina