One of the pensioners has gone and laid a beautiful brown egg. Not in one of the nest boxes of their own hen house mind you. Apparently, nothing beats the suitability of a goat house for forming a concave nest in the hay that’s perfecting for egging… at least to them.
Quite amazing that naughty Chapelle — the ill-mannered spoiled goat — didn’t make his own fritata with it this AM… or perhaps by luck we just got there before him.
We’re considering a modification of the gifted hen house as the nest boxes are not very popular to the gals, and not the easiest to clean design-wise. In the meantime we’ll keep checking the goat house.
At any rate, we are thrilled! The chickens are laying. Must be spring…