
Christmas was now behind us and we were wondering through the cold, wet days of Winter dreaming of the warm sunshine of Spring to return. Daily chores were still plenty as we had to keep animals water thawed make sure everybody had enough feed, which being new to this we had NO idea what was enough feed. It was on one of these cold, rather dreary days that one of the most exciting things ever happened to me..... I found an egg! This may not seem that exciting to you but we had gotten these chickens as day old baby chicks in August. We had watched them grow and took care of them. I had spent HOURS building nesting boxes that were just right. For weeks we had anticipated the arrival of our first egg. I was going out to water the goats and there it was, in the bottom of the water trough. HUH, I've built you hens those fancy warm nesting boxes and you are going to lay your egg in the goat's water trough! I didn't care, it was an egg, our first egg, the first actual "production" out of any of the animals that we had spent our money and labor on. I must have looked like a brand new daddy as I strutted in the house to inform my wife, I found an egg. "Where is it?" Obvious question really, you'd figger I would have triumphantly carried my trophy into the house to immediately scramble it. My response caught her slightly off guard, "In the water trough." Huh? Who cares, I thought, our chickens aren't broken that's the important part. Over the next couple weeks we enjoyed the finest eggs we had ever tasted. Life had went from seeking excitement of riches to each day excitement of racing to the nesting boxes to collect that day's bounty for breakfast.
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