I tried candling yesterday and my poor little hen was on like 22 or 24 eggs and this was after she got locked out of the pen so all of the eggs were stone cold. (and a couple of cold and rainy days here in nova scotia) I wanted to try to take some of the "dead" ones out. I looked at pictures on the internet and thought I had it figured out. I removed about 6 and set them on the kitchen counter.
The next morning, I decided to candle them again in my basement for fun. One had a bunch of veins and a blob. Oh shoot, I thought. How did I do that? I should have left it in there. I must have mixed it up with another one by accident. Then I thought maybe I should put it under the hen just in case. But then I thought it was silly so I put it, and 5 other eggs that had only just started in a brown paper bag and into the compost bin. I walked away, then I went back and decided to crack open the egg with the veins. Inside, it was kind of gross but I could make out a eye, a wing and a leg. My hands were shaking a bit so I set it on the ground. There, the little eye stared at me and the wing moved and the leg moved. ARGGHHHH!!!! I killed it! I feel so bad, my husband is mad that I was messin with the eggs. I was trying to help, but instead I am killing them!
One good thing..... this egg was in the cold all day yesterday, and all night at room temp. And still at 9 am, the poor little thing was still alive. It does give me hope for the others though. I think I will stop candling and I will just wait. sigh.
The next morning, I decided to candle them again in my basement for fun. One had a bunch of veins and a blob. Oh shoot, I thought. How did I do that? I should have left it in there. I must have mixed it up with another one by accident. Then I thought maybe I should put it under the hen just in case. But then I thought it was silly so I put it, and 5 other eggs that had only just started in a brown paper bag and into the compost bin. I walked away, then I went back and decided to crack open the egg with the veins. Inside, it was kind of gross but I could make out a eye, a wing and a leg. My hands were shaking a bit so I set it on the ground. There, the little eye stared at me and the wing moved and the leg moved. ARGGHHHH!!!! I killed it! I feel so bad, my husband is mad that I was messin with the eggs. I was trying to help, but instead I am killing them!
One good thing..... this egg was in the cold all day yesterday, and all night at room temp. And still at 9 am, the poor little thing was still alive. It does give me hope for the others though. I think I will stop candling and I will just wait. sigh.