This girl is killing me. She is one of my pastel girls who is filled with eggs. She is building, growing, glowing. She is holding some of my prize possessions this year. But she won’t tell me what’s inside them. The anticipation is killing me. She could have pastels, spiders, pinstripes, super pastels, lemon blasts, bees, super blasts, and killerbees. Oh my!
Yup I bred my male bee and my male lemon blast to her. And the outcome will not be known for a long time. Not that long, but long enough. I do know one thing. She’s got EGGS and it’s killing me!