This bucket is used by one of the other chickens (Velma) with whom we put with Shenae for company after Mr. Roo passed on. Since the morning chores are my responsibility, I check the coop each morning hoping and praying we have a little fuzz ball or two to cuddle. I'm not sure if Shenae gets confussed which egg/s she is supposed to lay on or WHAT... But, I kindly lift her off Velmas egg and place her back on hers, inside the designated broody condo.
I'm not so sure these 3 eggs will hatch, because I'm not sure of the length of time she is out of the coop and off these eggs.
Now, I know, a broody hen, when I see one... Shenae, will growl at anyone or anything, and she also puffs herself up to look like a black beach ball.
The first few times, I thought maybe she had developed rabies or something the way she made those funky noises and blew up. She intimidated me, to the point, I hightailed it out of the barn, grabbed my handy dandy chicken book and started researching to find out that she was not rabid, she wanted to be a mother hen.
We would so much like to have a new batch of chicks, with Shenae being a 7 year old chicken perhaps, she's to old for this kind of work... Or is she not..........