One week has passed since the chicks were due to hatch. Corroborated by several web resources, chicks will not hatch more than a few days passed the incubation period (I.e., 21 d due, 24 d max).
So this morning I took away the remaining three eggs. I dug a hole in the blueberry patch, and, as I prepared to bury them, I couldn’t help myself – I had to know. I cracked open each egg, prepared to see a nasty decomposing embryo. Instead I found yolks. Watery, homogeneous yolks. No sign of baby chickens. The eggs were never fertilized!
I apologized to Calamity Jane for deceiving her into believing she had three more chances to figure it out. What next? I am tempted to try again. But it begs the question: Is it CJ who wants the chicks? Or is it me?