Well, today I went out of the house in the morning to let the girls out. The very first thing I noticed was that they, or at least one, was very loud. I thought it was strange, but also thought they just might want to go outside. There was also a very little part of me that thought someone might be up to something egg related. I dismissed it rather quickly though as I had thought this before and didn't want to get my hopes up. I soon forgot about it and went to school like usual. I came home at 5 to put them in, they are usually already on the roost so all I have to do is close the door. Since some have been squatting I check the ground in the coop when I put them in just to make sure I didn't miss one. I noticed one of the golf balls I put in the nest boxes on the ground. I thought that was a good sign that they were investigating the nest boxes. Well when I looked up to see if anything else was wrong, I noticed a small brown thing that was not there in the morning. AN EGG! I am a little embarrassed about this part. I ran inside yelling " I GOT AN EGG! I GOT AN EGG!" After I went out with my mom who saw it, the next most logical thing to do was call my dad and grandparents and yell the same thing over the phone. I think it was either my Barred Rock, Fiona (Queue picture now) or my Delaware, Taylor. Both pictures are rather old, at least 3-5 weeks so their faces, waddles and combs are bigger and redder now. Taylor has been squatting longer so I think it's her. Well it is a very nice brown egg.... Well whoever laid it, laid it right in smack dab in the middle of the nest box. I couldn't have placed it better myself. Not bad for a first time chicken and chicken raiser, huh?