The O' Possums are back

Last night, I saw an armadillo-shaped silhouette moving across the back yard. It was trying to run fast and looked like a cartoon. Sure enough, we went out and found this guy. I like the Eddie Haskell look he's giving us, like: Who, me?

We've called Animal Control because we think he's looking for a chicken dinner.

Hatching eggs

Mary brought over some beautiful hatching eggs. She just picked up some Sussex chickens, and they are really a nice looking chicken. If these hatch, they would be a mix.

We marked them all with Xs, and put them in the nesting box. There was almost immediate interest, with CoCo the first one to sit on them.

Next, we saw the Brown One sitting on them.

Then Lulu.

Now Stretchie.

And, for some reason, we've gone from 12 hatching eggs to only 10 hatching eggs, even though Marcy biked all over the neighborhood trumpeting the news. Whoever took the eggs with the X didn't know us or the flock. Maybe the O'Possum family that moved in next door?