All potential civilians that decide one day to start farming. Be prepared. You will be awoken at dawn to terrible smells of failed eggs-perimemt that the incubator will effectively broadcast ad throughout any airspace. Moreover, it will likely happen repeatedly.
When it does happen you will need to reset everything. Then you find yourself before a light, examining each egg for the slightest sign of failed viability. You will comb over the shell and marvel how imperfect and marvelous the vessel of an egg shell is, before throwing many to the dogs who will be grateful. Infact my dogs are starting to bulk up like prize fighters.
I started with many eggs. All in. Many explosions later I have selected a much more robust set.
How quickly we discover that nothing about farming or biology is easy when we try to replicate the work.