Today has been long and tiring, one of those days where you just want to get home, kick back and chill out for a good few hours before the ratrace begins again. For some reason however, I was hovering around the incubator in the classroom again tonight (Not that unusual!) My colleagues suspect that I have a seriously unhealthy obsession with chick-checking, and although this time around I have been less anal about candling eggs, for some reason I felt a sudden urge to do so tonight!
Today is day 12 - so you can pretty much work out from here on in whether there is a chance of hatching - that is if you have a decent enough torch, the patience of a saint and x-ray vision! In all the eggs we have looked at so far (6 between us!) it has been dubious whether we have actually seen what we were supposed to have seen in the eggs, or whether we just imagined it. Last term, we hatched 2 chicks out of 3 eggs, and our second attempt this year at hatching was not successful. I was therefore astounded tonight to find that inside two of out three blue aruacana eggs, purchased form a lovely farmer (Believe it or not named Mr McDonald), on second glance clearly had blood vessels, and a peep doing the equivalent of a highland jig!
Don't want to count the chickens before they hatch, but it is looking hopeful!
Candling eggs??
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