Peeper!

I can't wait until morning. I just have to tell you all right now..... The mongrel egg has piped and the chick was chirping in its' shell. I can hardly stand the wait to see it running around, much less to see it grow enough to begin guessing which banty hen laid it! Whomever did the producing, Sal is under the impression that she's a mama.

Oh, and it's been a thoroughly Scottish day outside... fog and mist and cold all day.