I visited the girls today before we left on our week long trip. Like most days this week, I discovered that they had dug two large dust bathing holes in the run. As I admired their work, deep in one of the holes was a tiny egg. I gently grabbed a rake and as the girls watched, I slowly pulled the egg to me. It was incredibly tiny with small streaks of blood. This meant it was the first egg for someone. My guess is that it belonged to Fifi. Sometimes hens become confused when they lay their first egg. Sometimes they are caught off guard and the egg plops out of their bodies. It can even happen when they are sleeping!