Egg production has picked up over the last two days. Yesterday was eight, and we hit seven before noon today. So, who are the slackers, you might ask?
Well, there’s Tallulah. She did lay a monster egg, but that was four days ago. What up, Tallulah? How much of a rest do you need? Rest on your laurels, much?
Then, there’s Hermione, who has no excuse. I couldn’t say for sure, but I’m reasonably sure it’s been four or five days since Hermione laid an egg. Or, four or five days since I’ve found an Hermione egg, which are two completely different things.
Hermione has been known to lay her eggs in…unusual places. So much so that we made The Annex just for her. And then she shunned it for Hermione’s Hideaway. And now, The Hideaway has seen nary an egg for nearly a week. Has she moved on? Does she need more excitement? Is Hermione’s Hideaway just SO twenty minutes ago?!
HERMIONE!!! (shakes fist)
So, today, for the first time in a while, I went on an egg hunt. Hermione LOVES the barn, so I made a through inspection of the showroom section. Hermione likes it cramped, dark and sometimes dangerous, so nothing was out of bounds. I looked in buckets, drawers, boxes. Behind benches, baskets, garbage cans. I looked underneath an antique child’s school desk. I looked on the seat of the tractor. I looked up on high shelves.
Clearly, I am being punished. I wish I knew what I did.