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(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday: From Chick to Hen in Under 15 Weeks

I was not expecting to see this so soon:

A hen's first eggs often are weak-shelled or otherwise weird.
 I'm curious to figure out who laid this; future eggs (with more of a shell) should be a bit more colorful and will make that job easier.

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Thanks for fresh eggs.

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  1. The kids and I are always fascinated by those first eggs. They come in every variety of sizes and shell-doneness, don't they?

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  2. Ohh! We moved into a house with a chicken coop. Our next step is chickens, of course. Hope it's the first of many!

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  3. I've always wanted chickens bc it looks so fun to watch them lay eggs, collect them or watch them hatch! My husband's Father raises chickens and I'm always so entertained by them!

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  4. Wow, she's on the fast track all right. My chicks are 7 1/2 wks and a long way from egg laying I think. It could be quite some time before you see another egg from her.

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  5. I didn't know the first eggs were so odd - interesting.

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  6. How fun! I didn't know about the shell either. I had heard that if you get an egg with a double yolk that it came from a young hen and if the yolks break very easily that it is probably from an old hen. Don't know if it is true or not?

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