Frozen in more ways than one. temperatures plummeted over the weekend and when I gathered yesterday's eggs, they were all frozen. Some had split and had frozen albumen oozing out. One popped in my hand, as it was just about to crack from the internal pressure.

The other incident involved the sitting Wyandotte. As I mentioned last week, I put up a visual barrier to keep her away from the Silkie/Cochin chicks. That part worked, but she still went over the wall, getting out from the little nursery I'd made so she could go outside. Then, when she came back inside, she either forgot where she was or couldn't get back in to where the nest was (I suspect the former), and ended up in a nest box with two eggs. By the time I discovered her, the clutch of nine was stone cold.

So it doesn't look like they'll hatch now, but I'll give it a few more days just to make sure. Net time I won't mess around with trying to move the broody into a separate nursery - I'll just put her on the low nest box. There will be other opportunities, no doubt. A total of four Wyandottes, plus whichever of the Silkie/Cochins turn out to be hens. And collected 49 eggs up through Saturday.

The only other incident of note was that one of my daughter's harness goats was limping the other day, favoring his right front leg. Other things were going wrong, so this was icing on the cake. Fortunately, he'd okay now. The way I have the goats set up, they spend a day loose in the barnyard, and a day inside their stall (while the doe gets to wander the yard). I think having him confined for a day helped. Things are fine now. Except for the eggsicles.