I walked out to the coop this evening, with a garden shoe full of cold rain water, let the Douglas Fir drip on my head as I closed the gate, then walked around to close the coop door. I opened the door up to the nesting box to find… OUR FIRST EGG!! I’m so excited!! I did a little jig and ran up to the house to show everyone! I don’t know who laid it, but I am thrilled by the prospect of having working chickens rather than free-loading, still pooping on my patio table chickens. The egg is a bit smaller than a normal, store-bought egg, but they’re still young.
Oh, and she even laid it right in the nesting box next to the two fake eggs. Such smart girls I have. Kristen is planning to eat it for breakfast tomorrow morning before she leaves to go home. Fried, in an Egg McMuffin, I believe.