A Couple Egg-ccidents

Current count: 48 eggs

So we had a couple egg-ccidents worth reporting this week, if only because they were sort of funny.

#1 - T. was coming in with a newly laid egg and gave the sun room door a good solid yank to make sure it was closed tightly. In the process of doing this, he crunched the egg a little bit in his other hand and it started leaking so he threw it in the sink. He went to wash his hands in the bathroom and comes back to discover that one of the hairless cats has grabbed the leaking egg and dragged it all over the kitchen. After a Starsky and Hutch chase through the house, he recovered the egg (now mostly dry shell) and threw it away. Now, I have roots in The South, and I've heard of egg-sucking dogs, but never egg-sucking cats. In that vein, check this out: Dirty Old Egg Sucking Dog

#2 - I have a new dietary habit now, thanks to the chickens. Every morning, I have two cups of coffee, then rinse the cup, put two eggs in it, scramble them with a fork, and pop them in the microwave for a couple minutes to cook. Some day in the middle of the week I neglected to scramble the eggs with a fork and I heard them start popping in the microwave. That popping sound always mean there's going to be egg all over the inside of the microwave when I open door. This time, however, I opened the door in time because the egg was still confined to the cup. Not only that, the eggs also looked cooked and ready to eat. I stuck my fork into them and POP! Egg exploded out all over my face, in my hair, on the ceiling fan, and on the ceiling. It was in my eyebrows and all over my shirt and tie. I really should have taken a picture, but I didn't really have the presence of mind at the time. Talk about egg on your face.