Well, it finally happened. We've had our hens for a year and a half, and occasionally I stick an egg or two in my pocket while I quickly tend to something else. I'm sure you can see where this is going. I slipped an egg in my pocket - then noticed that the sheep had trampled their fence and were looking in the window of the coop, dealt with the sheep, and as I walked back to the house, remembered picking up that egg - and putting it in my pocket.
Egg yolk certainly looks pretty on the white snow! Guess I should get in the habit of taking a basket with me.........
