Small victories for the suburban farmer

Very minor note, but all of our hens are finally laying in the designated nestbox. Not that it has a little sign or illustrations to help them understand, but it’s a dark, cozy, little spot that if I really had to, I’d probably pick to lay my eggs. We’ve had one bird who lays from atop the roost and just lets her eggs hit the floor in the run. Luckily, there is usually enough shavings underneath to soften the fall and we haven’t lost any eggs. But today for some reason, she put two and two together and realized that the little area with all the other eggs and golf balls (decoy eggs) in was the place to lay. I know not very exciting, but it’s now going to be much easier to collect eggs. All we have to do now is train them to put them in cartons and in the fridge.

2 thoughts on “Small victories for the suburban farmer

  1. I like that you have decoy eggs! Have you ever mistaken a golf ball for an egg? And I enjoyed the fact that you have a misfit chicken who drops her eggs like cannon balls.

    • Luckily our eggs aren’t branded like the balls. I think it would be really funny if we mistook an egg for a golf ball out on a green somewhere though!

      P.S. Two birds seem to have given up on the nestbox today, preferring to lay in the main coop.