Every time I carried her out to eat or drink yellow foot (who's feet aren't yellow any more) would have a go at her. It brought new meaning to peeking order for me. Man, they can be vicious!
My poor jumpy who has always been the bossy one was taking it on her chin and putting up with the abuse. Cowering and shy, so unlike her.
After a week, she wouldn't eat or drink. Under her belly was also now bare, like a *plucked chicken.....
She would lay an egg (sometimes) and sit on it, always possessive, never leaving it.
When someone got near she would double in size, spreading her feathers trying to look scary but no, she actually just looked so beautiful!
Upon reading, goggling and my mother I discovered she was in fact broody.
Q: What does the word " broody " mean?
The answer?
Put her in a cat cage, somewhere safe but in a draft. A wee bit uncomfortable so she won't feel like laying an egg. Hay, water and food and leave her there for three days. She will get over her broody-ness, get her personality back and get on with it with the others.
We are on day two of having a chicken at our front door, one day to go......
Interesting stuff!
*Bad joke
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