My cousin is afraid to eat fresh eggs

I swear my EEs' eggs have a darker yolk than my other hens' eggs. I'm going to have to get a picture to prove it. I will take one of those over any of my other eggs! Although, this morning when I let the birds out and I checked the nest boxes for eggs, my sweet BO Nutmeg was in the box. She is very mellow so I carefully checked under her. As I took my hand out she stood up and I could feel the egg coming out of her. I held my hand there for a second more and she made a direct deposit. That was my breakfast. Fresh from the chicken's butt.
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That has happened to me one other time but that time I was picking up a hen to show a friend who had never met a chicken face to beak. She laid an egg in my hand but I wasn't expecting it at all. My friend was pretty impressed and thought I had done something to make that happen, kind of like milking a cow!
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Henrietta23 wrote:
I swear my EEs' eggs have a darker yolk than my other hens' eggs. I'm going to have to get a picture to prove it.

Mine are the same way not sure why.
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Does any one have any ideas?​
 
my sister wont eat our eggs from our own chickens.. she said she likes the store eggs.. i told her they are the same but she wont listen ....so she buys her own little box of eggs each week..when we get 17+ dozens a week from our own birds...lol

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Y'all need to show these people some information on battery chickens....how they are stuffed in a cage, beaks mutilated so they won't peck each other to death due to the stress of not being able to walk, nest, stretch their wings, snuggle, dustbath, etc. They live their lives without ever hearing a kind word or seeing the sun or a blade of grass. Buying and eating the eggs produced from such gross cruelty....in this "enlightened" world in 2008....almost '09....is a very sad, sad thing.

It exists because people don't know any better, so it is up to those who do to begin the education process. Begin.....Take it slow, or they might not be able to take it in...it is a betrayal, after all, and we resist the thought of betrayal of such magnitude. So be gentle in your efforts, a bit of information at a time works best.

I lived next door to an egg farm as a teen and every three months all the neighborhood kids would line up after school to help take the "old" hens out to a truck and take the younger ones into the building. I was paid a few cents more per hour because I could hold three chickens in each hand, upside down, by one leg each hen.

I became adept at imitating chicken sounds.

When I grew up and got my own chickens, I didn't expect to like having them. I got them as an educated means to healthier food, when I learned that the eggs from pastured chickens have a far superior nutrition profile to anything found in a grocery store, unless honestly labelled "pastured." I've never seen that, personally. So I was willing to put up with these smelly, noisy, unpleasant creatures.

I very quickly, and shame-faced-ly, learned that the chicken noise I had learned to mimic was one of stress and fear. I had never heard the chatty sounds of happy, contented chickens. I was conditioned, in an old farm community, not to think about such things. Even though throughout my life I rescued many, many animals. Mammals.

By the way, I am an omnivore. Finding cruelty-free sources of animal foods is very important to me. All my friends know this, and also know that I don't judge them....how can I, when my head was in the sand for so long, in spite of the evidence that I saw with my own eyes, something most people are completely unaware of?

I will never forget the first time Blue-blue hopped onto my shoulder and tickled my ear with her beak. My heart thrilled at this special moment. Most everyone here at BYC knows many of these moments, but the vast majority of people will not experience this.

So educate, but gently, and persistantly.
 
My neighbor's daughter once told me that brown eggs happen because those are the eggs that the hen pooped just as she was laying. You can't get the 'poop' off because it is stuck there.

Another friend's kids couldn't sell their chicken's brown eggs for the same reason

AND we live in farm country people!

A friend's ex-husband refused to eat the fresh eggs from their hen. When I asked him where he thought eggs came from he told me he was sure they didn't come out the same way they did at home. That the chicken factory probably had a cleaner more efficient way for them to lay and be collected.

One day at the farmers market, a woman asked if she could exchange all of the green eggs for real chicken eggs.

Lastly, my DIL once asked me "What's with the green eggs? Are they old?"
 
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This kind of belief makes me want to cry. If people knew the true cost to the hens of "efficient and clean" farming I'm sure they would be horrified. Ever since i have had my two girls it makes me feel better that i have 2 chickens enjoying a wonderful life and that by having them I'm not contributing to the other battery hens plight.
 
Educating my mom on how eggs are farmed would just result in her never eating any eggs.

Sometimes I wonder how I came from my mom. DBF wonders the same thing.
 
The way I look at it is let other folks eat the garbage eggs...

More great eggs left for the rest of us that know better!!!
 
The asinine ideas people get about food...! I've run into that a lot. I've heard people say they'd rather have milk or eggs from the store "because that way they know what they're getting", the joke of course being that they're totally clueless about what they're getting.

Those anemic, pale egg yolks in the store eggs are disgusting to me. I love my real food!
 
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