So my mom has chickens. Most of them live in the backyard, but there is this one special lady who gets to come inside. This one chicken had been attacked by dogs and while she was recovering she stayed in my mom's laundry room. Well, now she thinks that she needs to lay her eggs in the laundry room and not the chicken coop. So everyday when it's time for her to lay her egg she'll peck at the back door until my mom lets her inside to lay her egg.
Gabe waiting for the chicken to do her thing.
Jessica and Porter wait too.
No pressure for the chicken I'm sure!
Gabe reaches under the chicken . . .
Holy cow !(or should I say chicken) It's an egg!
Pretty cool stuff.
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