We had to look after an egg and mine was named Mr Potato. We got them on Tuesday and mine died on Thursday morning. It was quiet hard because they had to be with you every second of the day or you could get someone to egg sit. Here is my timetable for my egg.
Tuesday
Here is Mr potato at school with his
new friend
 
here he is in the house at the pony
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Wednesday
here he is on a book trying to read it at school
   He is in the car dropping my brother off at school in the morning
here he is on the high table at school trying to drink my water(wrong end mate)
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Thursday
He died in the morning
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