21 days ago I grabbed up 7 eggs and put them in the incubator. I could have cracked them open and made an omelet, but things had changed. Shiner was gone, so these eggs held a promise that might be lost if I didn't at least TRY to incubate them.
In 21 days, a miracle happened. Well, it's really no different than any other birth of any other animal, but no less amazing when you stop and think about it.
In 21 short days, a egg transforms from a potential poached breakfast to a completely formed and wired little chick that not only knows HOW to get out of that shell, but knows exactly how to eat and drink without the help of a mamma hen. Who could engineer this, but Almighty God??
In 21 days, 504 hours .. we have this:
Welcome to the world
Amber Bock,
Ziegenbock,
Shiner Blonde,
Shiner Smokehaus,
and Shiner Hefeweizen.
My latest additions to the "Brood with an Attitude."
(And, yes, I'm aware that Ziegenbock isn't brewed at the Shiner Brewery .. I just couln't help myself!)
RIP my little roo Shiner Bock.
It is so wonderful to hear Shiner lives on! Precious babies! (and love the names!)
ReplyDeleteSo damn cute!!! I am also very glad the the Shiner will live on... I might need to get some fertilized eggs from ya sometime down the rd cause those are beautiful birds.
ReplyDeleteFabulous picture! I'm chuckling at the names. Where is Shiner Light (does more with less)?
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry about Shiner Bock. Raccoons are smart, funny and a plague.