It's baby Krankor!
This morning, me and Jazz [whose hands are holding the chicky there] went to the animal science room, excited to see that one of our chicks had hatched. We weren't quite sure whose egg it was from - the options were mine, hers, or Meghan's. We had labeled each egg with our names, and a quick glance showed that it was Jazz's, and - at the first look - wasn't mine. Sooo it was Meghan's, who was as happy as can be at the hatching of Humphrey.
At the end of the day, we went back to see if more chicks had hatched. One had, from another group, so the total out of the class was bumped to four. Jazz and I hung around until 4 [when I left], watching and talking and playing with them.
We decided to candle the two eggs we had left, to see what was going on. I was looking at what we thought was Humphrey when Jazz suddenly said, "That's not Meghan's egg."
"...Huh?"
Jazz was holding up the egg labeled 'Meg'. And so...
"...DUDE THAT'S MINE!"
Anti-Christ chicken was born! I immediately took him out, held him, and said, "Okay, sorry chicky, your name's Krankor, not Humphrey. Okay? Okay."
I'm soooooooooo happy. In the back of my head, my hopes for the hatching of the chick were waning, so upon seeing that it was my chick, I flailed about the room and halls.
Krankor is also the dominate chicken thus far. o_o He's taken on the what we call "alpha chicky" role. He likes to jump around and hop over the feed trough, which the others don't, and eee! 8D
I'm watching Prince of Space to celebrate. XD
