Aight, y’all. I’m so tickled and happy I’m not even going to try being funny today. Because guess what? My little silkie ball of adorableness (aka Moxie the silkie hen, pictured above) did this today:
But before we get started, there’s a mystery for you to solve. Tell me something: What does 6 minus 4 equal? If you answered “2” please hang on to that thought. If you did not answer “2” please go back and study your 1st grade math books. The correct answer to this question will be a critical hint for you.
Geez. There I go trying to be funny again. I can’t seem to stop myself, even when I’m happy.
Okay. Back to the beginning. Three weeks ago, little Moxie decided she was done with the world and that it was time to sit on some eggs. Which is a far better solution for egg hatching, it turns out, than putting them in a bucket full of leaves.
Back to Moxie. She had four under her and I added two that she had laid the previous couple days (because of course we don’t *eat* eggs when they’re that cute). 4+2=6.
About once a week, I’ve been pulling those eggs out and candling to check on them. Most of them got started developing but gave up after a while and, as of yesterday, I had thrown away four, leaving only (6-4=2) two under Moxie. CRUCIALLY IMPORTANT POINT: She had two viable eggs under her. Remember that number.
Nevertheless, I was delighted when I reached under her today to pull out this instead of an egg:
After several minutes of celebration and of course passing the sweet ball of fluff around the family a couple times, I reached under and pulled out this:
BOTH of them hatched! Hurrah! You can see that this one is slightly younger than the other–its down is still matted from hatching. Don’t knock it. You wouldn’t look so hot yourself if you’d just spent the past several hours trying to break out of prison using nothing but your nose.
Of course, I had NOT just spent the past several hours breaking out of prison, so I was in fine form to run back to the house and do the only natural thing: Post the news to all my networks. Then I realized suddenly my woeful lack of photographs–will anyone even READ my updates if there are no pics?? Ran back outside. Rummaged around under Moxie and decided to help her out a bit by removing the old egg debris:
Something didn’t look quite right. Hm. Do you see what’s wrong with this picture? Remember the hint: 6-4=2. Need more help? Try this one:
Do you see it? Hint: Have you ever watched a bird hatch, or closely examined the egg debris that fell out of a robin’s nest? Noticed how the baby breaks the egg into one large piece and one smaller piece? Sooo… if you have six pieces… then you have the remains of (6 divided by 2 equals…) 3 eggs. 6-4=what again? So.
Quite befuddled. I’m quite sure she started with only six eggs, and I’m quite sure I threw away four of them. Shaking my head in bewilderment, I reached under again and pulled out this:
Yes. My silkie is magic. It is the only logical explanation. Or it could be Poultry Math, which is really just another form of magic. Either way, she has THREE babies under her. Magic is for real, y’all.