Bush eggs: none. Nest box eggs: one – it was vibrated out. Feed hopper: a very thin layer. Spooked chickens: all of us.
All hell broke loose early this morning when we were woken by a loud rumbling. Then there was an almighty bang. After that everything went sideways and then juddered to and fro a bit. Brian fell off the perch. She wasn’t hurt, just shaken. No damage to the house, thank feathers!
I hate earthshakes. Why does such a benign entity (i.e. the earth) have to have a good shake like a wet dog every so often? Is it just to keep us slightly paranoid? It certainly has that effect on me.
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