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But just think how boring it would be if every egg hatching produced something predictable. I've always told people that egg hatching season was, for me, just like Christmas morning. Every day I would check on the new hatchings and time and time again would see something new that probably had never been seen by human eyes before. There are few things in life you can do where you can get that sort of experience. Cherish the bright side of what you are going through now. Most people have nothing close to what you get to look forward to when the eggs are hatching.
And yes, I do miss that part of it since retiring. Sure there were headaches and heartbreaks, but heck, it if was all pink roses and silver unicorns, everyone would be doing it.
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