I went out this morning to feed the chickens and goats. Everything seemed fine except Lucy was waddling around the yard squawking her head off. She usually quiets down when I call her name but not today. “Bawk, bawk, bawk!” Non-stop. I gathered two eggs in the henhouse, fed the animals and returned back inside for my coffee. Lucy continued pacing, clucking, and squawking.
I got my camera and went outside to shoot some pictures in the garden. Afterwards I went to the fence and shot some pictures of the animals. Lucy was still carrying on despite my efforts to quiet her down.
I sat down on the ground outside the fence and Aidan came and had a talk with me.
He wanted to know why I didn’t have any treats.
Banning came over to talk but, as usual, he found it hard to concentrate.
Donovan came over and offered to kick Lucy’s ass.
Lucy continued her tantrum.
Then Lucy came over to talk. I told her to get herself together and wipe the mud off her beak. She said “BAWK” and walked off.
The goats settled in to chew their cud and I went back inside. Everything looks just fine, right?
Eventually Lucy settled down and we got on with our day. Michael went down in the afternoon to see the animals. He gathered a couple of eggs from the nesting boxes and headed back to the house. When he crossed the bridge he noticed something odd in the mud, picked it up, and brought it in the house.
It was an enormous muddy egg! I knew immediately what Lucy was trying to tell me this morning. She had laid a giant egg in the mud on her way to the nesting box. It was there all the time. Do you see it now in the picture above in the right front corner? That is why she had the mud on her beak. She was probably trying to move the egg. How the heck did I miss seeing an egg this size? How in the heck did Lucy lay an egg this size? So many questions.
So I washed the mud off. It was so heavy. There’s only one more question.
How am I supposed to close the carton?
Sorry Lucy. My bad.
Lucy was always full of surprises and made us laugh or cry everyday. She was capable of miracles and mayhem. I miss her dear soul.
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That egg is HUGE! No wonder she was having a fit – she wanted everyone to see what she had done! And then to actually see it in the picture, I had to chuckle!
OH MY …… How did she lay that thing
Lucy certainly earned every last squawk, didn’t she? Bless her heart! How much does that thing weigh? AFter the fact, you probably have a much clearer understanding of just how those squawks would translate into English. Most of it was probably not too flattering!