A kind friend has given me six fertile eggs. Fancy’s little chicken butt is too small for six eggs, so another friend has put two of them in her incubator. Today at 3:30 my son and I put the other four under Fancy. She is thrilled, we are thrilled.
Two Easter Eggers, one Salmon Faverolle and the last we think may be a Welsummer. I’m trying not to name them before they hatch. I know I have to be realistic about the odds, but I cannot help but feel giddy.