Almost Wordless Wednesday

We have our own chickens, as I'm sure you gathered from my last wordless Wednesday. 

Well, during the summer my girls lay 9 to 11 eggs a day. That's a whole lotta eggs to keep track of. As I'm boiling eggs this morning as I do every week, (Hubby likes to take them in his lunch and we adore egg salad around here) I was reminded of my hubby telling me a story about his grandma dumping the eggs in the horse tank. Weird? Maybe, but why did she do this? To see if any were bad. The way I can tell if one of our eggs has been sitting in the fridge too long is because it will float in water (eggs should sink). Not sure if that's scientific, LOL, but that's what we've always done around here.

Have you ever heard this?