Talk:Smallbird/@comment-98.198.87.106-20121213233543

The egg-hatching progress was going good.

On day one of my egg hatching process, when night had fallen, wild dogs started to attack me. I picked the egg up like a loving mother and defended myself against 4-5 dogs.

On day two of the hatch process, when night fell, I picked the egg up to move it closer to the fire above me. In my haste I accidently ate the egg.

Crap.