So last night I took my kid and his friend to the movies. Earch to Echo....if you have a kid ages 8-11 or so they will love it. I did manage not to fall asleep so I'm calling that a victory.
While there, he ate too much popcorn.
I slept on the couch last night because the night before I had trouble sleeping and my back was really hurting.
At 5:45 am, my son woke up to throw up because he had eaten too much popcorn. While he was puking, he noticed that the chickens were making quite a din. He woke up hubby. Hubby comes downstairs and wakes me up. I was sound asleep and as I slowly gained conciousness, I was aware that they were making a BIG fuss, but before I was fully aware, dh had hared out the door like a madman, which instantly shut them up. Because of this, I didn't get a good listen to the type of sound they were making. He later described it as "a chicken yelling"
Ok you and I both know what that was about. I put on my shoes as fast as I could because I knew what it probably was and I didn't want him to find the first egg. I stumbled outside, rubbing my eyes, to look for the egg. We looked at the birds, they appeared fine and normal. My eyes slid over the run...nothing. I peered in the window of the coop. Nothing on the floor. I popped the nest box open and looked inside. No disturbance of the contends and certainly no egg.
I stumbled back to the couch and passed out for a couple more hours. At 9 I went back out and looked again...newp. Nadda.
While there, he ate too much popcorn.
I slept on the couch last night because the night before I had trouble sleeping and my back was really hurting.
At 5:45 am, my son woke up to throw up because he had eaten too much popcorn. While he was puking, he noticed that the chickens were making quite a din. He woke up hubby. Hubby comes downstairs and wakes me up. I was sound asleep and as I slowly gained conciousness, I was aware that they were making a BIG fuss, but before I was fully aware, dh had hared out the door like a madman, which instantly shut them up. Because of this, I didn't get a good listen to the type of sound they were making. He later described it as "a chicken yelling"
Ok you and I both know what that was about. I put on my shoes as fast as I could because I knew what it probably was and I didn't want him to find the first egg. I stumbled outside, rubbing my eyes, to look for the egg. We looked at the birds, they appeared fine and normal. My eyes slid over the run...nothing. I peered in the window of the coop. Nothing on the floor. I popped the nest box open and looked inside. No disturbance of the contends and certainly no egg.
I stumbled back to the couch and passed out for a couple more hours. At 9 I went back out and looked again...newp. Nadda.
