I was worried had to check to see who's on heck I was away for4 hours and there only 3 new pages. Is some body sick or got lockjaw or something. did my Wednesday lockdown only 16 again humidity has been high here for the last 4 days no water added at all for the entire 18 day incubation its been running 45 to 50% the whole time a couple of my air cells look smaller than I like but we'll see what happens. I love that old bower Its easy to clean plug it in and in a hour its ready for lock down . I'm thinking I might make the 100 mile drive and get some more Mashburn BCM eggs in a couple of week's. I'm missing my Blowfish It's sad my wife came in tonight with one of her last eggs and wanted me to take a picture of it as maran eggs go it at least a 9 she hadn't been with the roos so we didn't get any hatching eggs out of her. Nor even a picture. gotta do something to cheer up so I'm going to tell you'll a story since the talk has been about guns so much lately. being from the south and all. we're good at doing that always heard a southern boy could talk fence post out of the ground also being from the hills of the south we where taught make the first shoot count and don't waste another one if your hunting big game .so we shoot pretty good I have timber land over on the eastern edge of middle Tn. many years ago a boundary dispute sprang mostly over them crossing mine and my neighbors land .any way we ended up in civil court over the matter . the fellar who was claiming he had rights to cross our land was on the stand testifying and accused my neighbor of shooting at him after dismissing him the judge called Curtis to the stand and asked him if he had shot at Mr. King Curtis looked at the Judge and said no judge and I can prove it. the judge asked him how he could prove it . Curtis replied cause he an't dead I thought the judge was going to throw us all in jail the only one that wasn't laughing was KIng and the Judge was finding it hard not to but we all new it was true even the judge Curtis was dismissed. we had to let him cross our land once a year to cut his timber.
Cool story. And where's the pic of the marans egg? I bet its a beauty.