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A Weird Egg

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Okay, we just had an unsolved mystery. Bobby cut the grass this afternoon and, while he was replacing the push mower in the shed, pulled back the tarp he uses to cover it and found ten chicken eggs underneath. Although the coop is part of the shed, there is no way out of the coop and into the part of the shed where the mower is kept (aside from the door, which is always closed and latched). We have several different breeds of chicken, and it was obvious that several hens had been using that space.

I went into the coop and moved stuff around outside of the coop but could find no place where the chickens could even squeeze through to get from one half of the shed to the other. (Nor have we ever found a chicken loose in the shed or yard.)

I knew hens hid their eggs but dang. This is a bit much!

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  • This is really gross and I have never have done it, but my grandmother swore by it. Put a pepper corn in their rectum and it will itch and make her think she needs to lay an egg. Follow her and see where she goes. (Obviously, this is difficult when one is rarely home. Also, I have never looked for hen's rectum! Ewww!) In your case, that would show you how they are getting into the shed.
    • Sadly, I have definitely inspected my share of chicken rectums. :^| All the same ...

      Maybe some weekend when I'm bored enough to feel like sitting out in the shed! It's a good idea, if one ignores the gross bit, of course!
  • Magic Hens! Houdini Hens! Or... someone else's hens? I wonder what Sherlock Holmes would have made of this :)
    • The thought that someone else's hen(s) were sneaking into the shed crossed my mind except for the fact that we have two fairly unusual breeds, one of which lays green eggs and the other of which lays very dark brown, and both of those types of eggs were present in the pile. So Houdini hens it is, till I get the courage--or bored enough!--to try Oshun's peppercorn trick. ;)
    • Houdini Hens was my first thought too!
  • Hmmm...wingardium leviosa perhaps? What fun! You have magic hens -

    - Erulisse (one L)
    • Bobby thinks something is moving the eggs out of the coop, which I find even weirder and less likely. What in the world would do that?!

      If they're really magic, maybe I can sell them to a traveling carnival and retire. ;)
  • Tricksy chickenses!
  • If you figure out how they've been doing that, I'd be quite curious to know! Sounds like you have a few very smart chickens roaming around.
    • If I figure it out, it will definitely be posted here. It's still a mystery. I always call the chickens stupid, so maybe they're getting some bizarre form of revenge on me for that. ;)
      • Yes, they might be! Or it could be something else moving them...granted, I can't think of what else would steal eggs and not eat them. Except for a really, really confused squirrel or something. ;)
        • And the problem still remains as to how an animal would get in and out of the coop with the eggs. Unless it can unlatch the door ...
  • Clearly you have at least one hen who needs to be renamed Houdini!
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