Well, it was only a matter of time…it seems I have a broody Buff Orpington on my hands. It took me about a week to figure out why she wasn’t scrambling to my feet every morning when I would enter the coop with feed and fleeing the coop when I opened it up. Was it a different Buff in the box this morning I would think and then in the afternoon, nope that’s still her. After a couple days I put my hand underneath her in the box – not one of her favorite moments – and found several eggs. Okay, so other chickens had been in the box. I took the eggs – another of her not so favorite moments. The next day same thing, and the next.
I did a little research and sure enough – sigh of relief – all signs pointed to her having gone broody. Turns out Buff Orpingtons (the golden retrievers of the dog world) are a breed with the broody trait.
What is broody, well according to My Pet Chicken it is when a hen wants to hatch her eggs and sits waiting for them to do so. This would all be fine if I had a rooster so the eggs were actually fertile (and I actually wanted chicks – I don’t, not right now). Since they are not she (and all hens who are broody) tends to get frustrated. Personally, and I have this luxury because she’s not fighting with any of the rest of the flock, I think she’s super cute and hilarious – that silly grumpy gal. She puffs up her feathers (um no, that is not going to intimidate me) and gives me this look (or at least I like to believe she is giving me the look – all DeNiro like). The other chickens seem to know what’s what and are giving her space. Smart gals.
I’ve been taking her out of her nest and setting her down in front of the waterer. She’s less than thrilled and makes a big ruckus when I lift her up, but she hasn’t pecked me and when I set her down she drinks and drinks. She runs around like a crazy lady and then b-lines it back to her nesting box. Hopefully this will end soon, I want her outside running around with the rest of the flock.