We've only been in our house a little over 12 months. We are slowly renovating it as funds & work commitments allow. It was a total wreak when we moved in & it was lovely a few weeks back to get our 1st carpet down in the only room we've finished so far - the hall.
DH has secretly been hoping I'd be the 1st to spill something & me hoping it'd be him, not me!
Anyway, I had the hens out on the lawn the other night when I noticed one of them as looking hunched up with her feathers all ruffled. She wasn't joining in scratching & digging for bugs, so I figured she must be the soft shell culprit - who ever is laying them is hit & miss, some firm, some soft & I never caught her in action. As she's one of the only 2 hens I can't tell apart, I scooped her up und my arm & took her inside to ask DH for something to mark her feathers with so I could make sure she got extra calcium every day.
As I'm standing in the hall, asking him for some non toxic paint, & he's trying to work out why I'm going to paint a chicken.......chook chook....SPLAT!!!!!!!!!!
A shell less egg lands on the new carpet! Ooooh the horror!
Anyway, as I beded down that night with the girls in their hen house, I reflected on what I could have done differently!
