Daddima
My father told us ( well, actually told my mother so we would overhear) that, as he was cracking an egg into the frying pan, a chicken flew out, straight through the kitchen window!
My brother and I stood by the cooker every time eggs were being cooked for months!
Daddima your story reminded me of Christmas 1966. I was making my Christmas cake and cracked open the first egg. When nothing came out of the shell I looked and there was a tiny dead chick inside. I still remember how sad it made me feel.