Something that starts with an E.
Would you look at that.
My money would have been on the fattest one to start laying first, but Quiche beat her to it and gave us this perfect little egg this evening.
Because it was the first, of course we had to take a look at it.
And thankfully, no aliens or other weirdness inside.
Unfortunately, the three of us here had all just finished eating a couple of bowls each of some hearty stew, and the thought of frying this up right now was a bit nauseating. We’re hoping to con….vince Aubrey to eat it when she gets here.