The sun comes up. Cock-a-doodle-doo!

"Time to find the eggs," says Suzy.

Spike and Suzy trot to the hen house. Little Thunder comes too. Clomp, clomp.

The hens sit in their nest boxes. They fluff their feathers. "Thank you, hens!" says Spike.

Suzy peeks under the straw. An egg! Brown and smooth.

Spike finds a white egg. Little Thunder finds two eggs! He is very, very gentle.

One, two, three, four eggs go in the carton.

"Eggs are fragile," says Suzy. "We carry them slowly."

Breakfast time! The hens cluck happily.