I put the incubator that had been running on my kitchen counter for months away last month. In the quiet of the night, I heard it calling to me....
"feed me... I'm so lonely in the storage closet"
"I cannot live without warm eggs"
"It's just too quiet here without the incubator fan running"
"Aren't you sad without the peeping?"
"Your brooder is empty..."
Now, I've gone to the closet and covered it up with a quilt, trying to smother the voice....
How do you shut that thing up.... <<listening to voices in my head>>
I'm getting the incubating DT's. <<shaking>>>
Woe is me...
"feed me... I'm so lonely in the storage closet"
"I cannot live without warm eggs"
"It's just too quiet here without the incubator fan running"
"Aren't you sad without the peeping?"
"Your brooder is empty..."
Now, I've gone to the closet and covered it up with a quilt, trying to smother the voice....
How do you shut that thing up.... <<listening to voices in my head>>
I'm getting the incubating DT's. <<shaking>>>
Woe is me...