Younger Daughter and her friend Miss Calamity found a small el-cheapo egg incubator we've had for years but never used. We have two (possibly three) setting hens who may or may not successfully hatch chicks. Nonetheless the girls decided they wanted to try out the incubator.
They found some fresh eggs and began setting it up.
Adding some water to the bottom to keep the humidity high.
All set up. As I said, it's tiny and only holds three eggs.
The instructions that came with it are pretty comical. These two country girls - well familiar with the Farm Facts of Life - got a huge kick out of reading the directions out loud to each other: "Chickens have fathers and mothers just as people do. The father chickens are called roosters. Mother chickens are called hens. Eggs are laid by hens." "Before it can produce a baby chick, an egg must be fertile... In order to produce a fertile egg, a hen must have a husband." Et cetera.
Speaking of chicken husbands, we'll test our rooster's libido by seeing if these eggs are fertile in three weeks. Standby.