Raw egg

When I collect the chicken eggs in the evening, I put them in my jacket pocket since I need both hands to hold the flashlight and lock up the coop and run. This evening I came in the house, squatted down to untie my shoes, and an egg rolled out from my pocket and across the floor. Before I could even see where it had gone, Chimera snatched it up and carried it up his little steps and onto my bed. He bit down on his treasure and spilled the contents onto my blanket. He then had fun crunching up the shell while I cleaned up the raw egg. He was so proud of himself.