Wednesday 27 February 2013

All the King's Horses and All the King's Men

Oliver is not an egg.
This is good as yesterday we were called to come and pick him up from nursery where he had been running, tripped and landed on his face and split open his chin. Four hours and a trip to the minor injuries clinic later, he was stuck back together again. Literally. These days instead of stitches they use some sort of magic glue.
However the eggs are eggs, and this morning Oliver managed to fall on the incubator and knock it over. It didn't have far to go as it was already on the floor but it was far enough and now the 11 eggs are down to 6.
Here are the sad casualties:

Most of the cracks are barely visible and show up mainly when candling (shining a high intensity light through the shell) but they are thereand are enough to let infection in to the egg and ultimately infect the other undamaged embryos so I can't risk it but have to discard them.
In more bad news, when I candled the 6 remaining eggs only 3 showed definite signs of life in them. I put all 6 back in the incubator anyway  but the prospect is not good. Depressing news.

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