Like a true junkie, I set my second ever batch of eggs today. Yes, my first batch of eggs is heading to lockdown on Saturday...
I miscounted how many eggs I bought the first go round and ended up having to buy a second EMERGENCY incubator, so when I cleared the duds, I had one completely empty.
I've got myself convinced that I'm going to be a terrible hatcher and will end up somehow maiming them all out of this first bunch, so the only way to console myself was MORE EGGS! In all seriousness, I figured if it goes really wrong, at least I can know that I've got more eggs in the basket, so to speak. I received such beautiful eggs from BYC'ers WolfTracks and Kelar (Catdance Silkies) that I'll feel horrible if they don't hatch, but I had to have something to look forward to, just in case.
Fast forward to this afternoon as the new eggs are resting on the counter - one of our rescue dogs has a terrible habit of seeing what we've left on the counter when we're not looking (5 kids means there's usually something tasty) and he PULLED OFF MY EGGS! He broke 6 beautiful Blue Wheaten Ameraucana eggs.
Pretty expensive dog treats. Good thing I love his rotten self or he'd be in big trouble tonight.
Freaking out about lockdown - having nightmares about drowned chicks, shrink wrapped chicks, chicks with stuff hanging out of their bellies, chicks with no eyes. In all likelihood, I'm not tough enough to be an egg momma.

I've got myself convinced that I'm going to be a terrible hatcher and will end up somehow maiming them all out of this first bunch, so the only way to console myself was MORE EGGS! In all seriousness, I figured if it goes really wrong, at least I can know that I've got more eggs in the basket, so to speak. I received such beautiful eggs from BYC'ers WolfTracks and Kelar (Catdance Silkies) that I'll feel horrible if they don't hatch, but I had to have something to look forward to, just in case.
Fast forward to this afternoon as the new eggs are resting on the counter - one of our rescue dogs has a terrible habit of seeing what we've left on the counter when we're not looking (5 kids means there's usually something tasty) and he PULLED OFF MY EGGS! He broke 6 beautiful Blue Wheaten Ameraucana eggs.

Freaking out about lockdown - having nightmares about drowned chicks, shrink wrapped chicks, chicks with stuff hanging out of their bellies, chicks with no eyes. In all likelihood, I'm not tough enough to be an egg momma.