I got home from work this afternoon and did my usual rounds checking on all the beasts at chez moi, and found that the hen that had been sitting on nine eggs had managed to tip all the eggs out of the nest, breaking one and damaging some of the others. This must have sent her into a state of shock as she was sitting trance like on precisely nothing.
I had a hunt round and found seven more fresh eggs, and arranged them in a deep nest of hay and put them back into her box, wedging them with more hay so that the same thing can't happen again.
I decided to cut her some slack, as she is not quite one year old yet and this is the first time she has gone broody.
I am still without camera, which is driving me nuts as I snap away all the time normally. I keep looking out for bargains on the Internet, but even the bargains aren't in my current price bracket. Remind me to buy a lottery ticket!!
The horse that arrived a couple of days ago has settled in and is now investigating means of escape. I found her in the garden when I got home (as one of us had been a bit lapse at shutting an internal gateway). I say garden, but in truth it is a wilderness behind the house and could do with a bit of equine mowing.
I have asked her owner what she is called and she said a completely unpronounceable dutch name, so at the moment I am just going out for cuddles and calling her 'gorgeous'.