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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I Received a Fake Family Engagement Ring Because My Future Mother-in-Law Said I ‘Don’t Deserve’ the Real One
Belle anticipated receiving a treasured family heirloom, but on Laura’s birthday, a jewelry appraisal unearthed truths that reshaped their family dynamics. The revelation of the fake ring sparked a confrontation that transformed everything.
The dining room was alive with laughter and the clinking of glasses as David and I announced our engagement. My heart brimmed with joy as I scanned the table, eager to see his family’s reactions. David squeezed my hand under the table, his smile broad and reassuring.
Laura, David’s mother, sat at the head of the table. Her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, and her expression was hard to read. Raising her glass, she said, “To David and Belle, may your future be as bright as tonight.”
I thanked her, feeling a wave of gratitude. “Laura, I’m so grateful you gave David your family ring. It means a lot to me.”
Her response was immediate, a cold laugh escaping her lips. “Oh, Belle, you’re so naive! You thought I’d give you our real family ring? No, dear, this one is fake. I keep the real one in a safe.”
Her words stung, but I masked my hurt with a polite nod, even as my mind reeled. This was not the reaction I had hoped for.
The rest of the dinner passed in a blur. Laura’s words echoed in my ears, each syllable a sharp sting. I forced a smile, trying to engage in the light-hearted chatter around the table, but my thoughts were elsewhere.
David, oblivious to the storm brewing inside me, continued to laugh and share stories with his siblings. I felt isolated, a stranger in what was supposed to become my new family. How could Laura think so little of me? I wondered if David knew about the fake ring. My heart sank at the thought.
After dinner, as we helped clear the table, I pulled David aside. “Did you know the ring was fake?” I whispered.
He looked puzzled. “What are you talking about? Mom said it’s been in our family for generations.”
The realization that Laura had deceived us both made my stomach turn. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I nodded and let the conversation die. But inside, I felt betrayed. Not just by the fake ring, but by the lack of respect Laura showed me. It wasn’t about the ring—it was about what it represented.
That night, as David slept, I lay awake staring at the ceiling. The fake glitter of the engagement ring mocked me from the bedside table. Laura’s words, “You don’t deserve it,” haunted me. I knew I had to do something. Not for revenge, but to stand up for myself and show that I deserved respect.
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