Det var næsten skuffende nemt. Luk lemmen op, stik en behandsket hånd ind under hønen og fisk æggene ud to og to. Hønemor hakkede efter den behandskede hånd en enkelt gang, men det var vist ubehageligt, for det blev ved den ene gang, Da alle æggene var væk, trissede hun stilfærdigt udenfor i solskinnet. Ingen drama, ingen andre høner der kom for at hjælpe, ingen klinkeæg.
Today MotherOwl pulled on Trollis supple mail gloves. He has two left hand gloves in two different sizes, originally made for fencing we suppose. But it worked.
The job was almost disappointingly easy. raise the flap, use the hand with the best-fitting glove to remove the eggs from under the hen two by two. The broody hen made small complaining sounds and pecked half-heartedly at the glittering glove. No drama, no angry hens coming to the aid of the maltreated (in her own eyes) wannabe hen mother, and no broken eggs. After all the eggs were taken, she went peacefully out into the sunlit yard.
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