Hammond was in an incredibly bad mood today. She was pecking at May and Clarkson like anything for the smallest of reasons. I gave them a big bowl of water because it is hot, and she comandeered it staight away. Then she wouldn't let them touch any of the leftovers. I don't know if this is her trying to re-establish herself in the pecking order as she is not with them all the time, or if she is just really hungry and thirsty. Whatever it is, I did well not to get a viscious swipe from her hooky beak.
The eggs themselves are fine. The sealen one is not leaking, and has not bad smell. I did not candle it because it must be fragile, but I did candle two others. They have a vivid air sack, and are about three quarters full.
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