When an Australian farmer went to pick up his chickens’ daily eggs, he had the shock of his life.
Three times the size of a typical egg and weighing 6.2 ounces, a huge egg had been deposited by one of his hens.
A free-range chicken at Stockman’s Eggs on the Atherton Tablelands in north Queensland laid the babushka egg.
The company’s owner, Scott Stockman, shared a picture of the amazing find he and his employees made at the farm.
It appears really strange when compared to an ordinary-sized egg, but what was possibly even stranger was what they discovered after they cracked the egg.
There was another egg, properly formed, inside the egg.
“Having two perfectly formed eggs together is just incredible,” Scott told ABC News Australia.
It was the first of its kind, according to a veterinary sciences expert from Charles Sturt University.
According to Associate Professor Raf Freire, the hen must have normally developed an egg but for some reason chose not to lay it.
Then, he told ABC News, “instead of that egg being laid, as it usually is, what’s happened is that another ovum has been released.”
That has fallen, and the chicken has inexplicably chosen to form a shell around both the egg from the day before and the recently fallen ovum.
Although the experts said that eating the egg would have been safe, Scott told ABC News that they receive 50,000 eggs per day and therefore “didn’t bother eating it.”
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My Boss Terminated Me for Wearing Thrift Store Attire – My Colleagues Came to My Defense and Delivered a Powerful Lesson
When the company owner barged in and abruptly fired me for wearing second-hand clothes, my world imploded. Little did I know, my co-workers were planning an act that would turn everything around and emphasize the true strength of our workplace community.
Never did I think that buying clothes from a thrift store would cost me my job. But life’s full of surprises, especially when you’re a single mother struggling to make ends meet.
It began like any other Tuesday morning. I was at my desk, taking calls and welcoming clients with my usual cheer. The office buzzed with its routine hustle — keys clacking, printers working, and the aroma of fresh coffee in the air.
Kate from HR peeked around the corner. “Hey Claire, how are the kids?”
“Oh, you know,” I chuckled. “Sophie’s engrossed in her science project, and Noah’s set on memorizing every dinosaur name.”
Kate smiled. “Sounds like you have your hands full.”
“Always,” I said. “But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.”
Just then, the elevator chimed. The doors opened to reveal a familiar face I hadn’t seen in over a year — Victor, the company owner.
Panic surged through me. I quickly stood, smoothing my thrift store blouse. “Good morning, Mr. Harrison! Welcome back!”
Victor’s eyes narrowed at me, his expression hardening. “What are you wearing?”
I glanced at my outfit, puzzled. “I — ”
“Is this how you present yourself to our clients?” he demanded loudly. “In these… these rags?”
The office fell silent, every eye on us.
“Mr. Harrison, I — ”
“No excuses,” he interrupted. “A receptionist’s attire should reflect our brand. You’re terminated. Leave immediately.”
My world spun. “But sir, I’m a single mom. I can’t — ”
“Out!” he shouted. “Now!”
Tears stung as I gathered my belongings. Kate tried to intervene, but Victor silenced her with a glare.
The drive home was a blur. How would I explain this to Sophie and Noah? How would we survive? I unlocked our apartment door, and there they were — my little warriors.
Sophie instantly knew something was wrong. “Mom, what happened?”
I hugged them close, the smell of grape juice and play-doh soothing me. “I lost my job today, sweethearts.”
Noah hugged me tighter. “It’s okay, Mommy. We still love you.”
I stifled a sob. “I love you too, munchkins. So much.”
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