My morning DID NOT get off to a good start, lol! Usually, when DH is home, I will make calf bottles, and he will go out with Austin, and feed them. I usually stay in and get Gabe's meds and neb going. Austin decided to sleep in this morning, so I got up quick, threw on coveralls, and headed out to help. I decided to check on my broody girl in the garage, before jumping on the Kubota. She had one chick hatched as of last night. So I open the cage door, and notice a little different smell...thinking an egg was seeping or something. I lift her up, and all of a sudden, "Pop!" Mmm, yeah-I have just experienced my first exploding rotten egg. Where is the vomit smiley when you need it! My word, that was horrid, and I kept smelling it through the day, it was stuck in my nose. Ick. So anyway, yeah, I didn't candle towards the end, like I should have. Two of them ended up exploding. The part that really bothered me though, was when I went to lift her and the chick out, so I could clean the cage quick. Two of the eggs left apparently were sticking to her underside, cause they fell and hit the garage floor One was cracked, and I could hear the little fella peeping, and feel it moving, so I put it back, also with the other one, which I saw a little movement with. I just went out a few minutes ago, and the first one I described has broken out of it's broken shell, but the other one, I don't see anymore movement. So I killed my first chick I guess I should be happy she has what looks to be two healthy little fuzzballs, but I still feel bad.